Waiting
For the next
bag of lies.
He can't afford
to stop now.
Profit already spent:
Selvedge denim from Japan
Jordans from Flight Club
All to cover the
scars on his legs
from the dirty money
that makes him itch.
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I would like to translate this poem
Ride the lightening, the journey of static magic..embrace your smile for tomorrow it will travel through the vein.......great piece Best of Health & Happiness