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2006-05-09 | 12:08 a.m.

The people on my block,
they float when they walk
3 inches above the ground.
Their own praises they'll sing
when their cell phones ring
and they make important sounds.
Wilst the cable tele pours
through open eyes and open doors
it molds the fashioned lives.
And glorious celebrities
preach to the masses fleas
their gawdy, wealthy lies.
I taste the riot and protest
I try on the pop bitterness
but it is vanity to me.
I cannot sit to rightly pretend
that for one second I could fit in
and sound importantly.

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