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This is a collection of my own

I’m writing a collection of my own stuff

Urban Guerilla Poetry

Tall buildings Poetry

Hot streets, cool crowds Poetry

Genteel ghettos, shelters for the poor Poetry

Poetry of love, poetry of protest

Poetry is my song, and I sing off-key

My own stuff in a cadence I just found

Kind of lying on the street, waiting

to be picked up

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