Thoughts B Deeds
thoughts are deeds,
and words are spread,
do we complete the thought i said,
the poetic weave,
not me other sleeve,
dodge darkness go to bed....
johnson jabbers till he's fed:)
more on Antony Nutters "Darkness"
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