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letra de the knight, goldiilox - mickii...

its august.. (an ode to the act of harvesting)

a phone call
the sound of yester-year
running the streets
the wood, holly(wood)
i still feel, extra cali
my georgia knight
meetings and late nights
a more inclusive feel
currency, given from the heart of me
and with him, the color, scheme
is comparable, (to a) level of
universal infinity

hard to define, no need to
categorize, compromised
no longer, i can see that i was
meant to be greater, than my
smallest fantasies, and without
his energy, i couldn’t be blessed, with
the opportunity, to explore my own creativity
a 50-50, partnership, no contracts
just verbal intent. reconnect
i did that
forgive the mistakes
i did that
see the beauty within the tragedy
i do, do that
and together, mr j. knight and i
will use our self-gained knowledge
to try again, and renew, thank you

- mickii

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