wildseed
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Hope and Things to do
And the first taste / of what could be real / is wasted / cause my heart / Wouldn’t know it / even if it were basted / in gourmet, can’t get it just anywhere / kinda love.
He is Necessary
He is necessary / Like breast to infant lips
Loud African Children
Irritated by your imitating / Fallin deeper into self hatred / Walking round, ego inflated / The real deals know you / fakin it
