Jokes & Dreams

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Truth be told, we all got that special place we're aiming for,
To break the mould, get out the cold, feel the rain no more,
And my ambitions stretch further than the liquor store,
Pop the key in the ignition and hear that baby roar,
See im full of so many ideas I need a filing cabinet,
Im styling beyond my phylum and then beyond my planet,
Mind hungry like a gannet, it fails to be satisfied,
Rhymes so deadly MI6 filed them under classified
Jailed who failed to retrieve them and got their death ratified
Every breath that I take takes me closer to the afterlife,
Let's get this weight off my shoulder and share some aspirations,
Like I can see you and me right now going on a vacation,
Where its snowing and you cling to me for the insulation,
Get lost in time with you and not stress about calculations,
That would normally hound me in day to day situations
Focus on whats bound me and not imaginary problems
That surround me so kindly every time I think of them
Just gotta let my love blossom and go with the flow,
Then one day i'll find what I'm looking for, you never know

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RTMeredith
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