Chapter 11

All the wrong turned right, did you feel the thunder?

I’m here to explain that we all stumble after the rumble all that is left is the venue

Reminiscing sitting in the pew bench seats when playing in streets generated heat not from metal that makes these kids forever sleep

I’m here to remind us all we are neat from the souls of our feet the crown of our head

Life isn’t about getting head its about balance instead.

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