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Triumphant

Born into poverty , unholy society , sobriety the key to my life savings. Daddy can't put the cider down ,Mama smoking that nicotine like her life depends on it. She left with a man twice the age of granny never to be seen again and the result was a fat belly. He quit school thinking he was cool, oh what a fool! Stormy weather , the boat started shaking , sank six feet deep only to be revived by the divine love from above. Took the right turn and it was my turn. Built a legacy big enough , the next generation of my tribe will never starve that was hard work , dedication , understanding life and it's fluctuations and realized perfections is a pigment of humanity' s imagination. It is okay to cry for laughter awaits on the corner. Macadamized by politics . Choked by sin tax and hated for standing out, well...l kept calm and meditated . Never giving up , now a warrior in the face of injustice. Born into poverty , buried in silver and gold. Crawled into Asha , walked with tenacity in my adolescent pocket. Grown into diamonds ,the pressure , the realization of dreams and the utilization of time. Raised by faith. lucifer you lost! Victory is ours. Triumphant!

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