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sometimes it feels
like my feet
are buried in cement
but if cement could swim
all my fish would fly
and never again
would i cry
under a silver moon
under a silver moon
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Footnotes
LOWER CASE POEM ABOUT
THE LET UP OF THE LOWDOWN
LOWER CASE POEM ABOUT
THE LET UP OF THE LOWDOWN
is the copyrighted property
of LCSoL
It was written one hour
before being posted
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