Miles Away

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Miles away from creating,

Social media is not helping,

It’s contaminating,

I’m just building up,

My next art will be liberating,

Triple my income,

While I’m in the making,

Released from this aching,

It’s either me or good news,

One will be breaking,

My left hand will do all the taking,

And My lungs all the baking,

I’m no Saint like Franklin,

Please don’t leave me wanting,

Like the fresh breath of death,

Moving through me with stealth,

While I attract this wealth,

I do thank God for my health,

Why is everyone on meth?

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