When you write in real time, there is a certain Human purity in thah shit!
This is what my old Black sorry broke ass is thinkin now!
Talk tah somebody? Get up tah make dinner? Get up tah take ah piss?...go tah work!
Come back tah writin this shit!
I mean, shit!
A whole new written visual perspective of this
Existence tah expound upon!
I mean, shit!
Allons-y,
Mes amis!
Our Father's speed!
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