poem

ive been called inspiration in this time the day
the words that help me through the way
four walls no long need this soul
north and south words combined
one of a kind but the same in dreams
differnt in every way thats what they say
the man of scars wish he inks
for the time set in a blind of a eye
[my words lee smillie]

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