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The need for change
I didn't burn down this concrete bridge I passed it this time.

The moon and the stars twinkling as they witness me dismantling a toxic delight.

Besides your expiration of time left alive it's never too late for change.

It's how we adapt at the snap of a finger!

Owning that office job making professionalism a forte.

What blows my mind!

Is that he or she resided on the block in former days.

We couldn't handle the weather from mother nature and life it hadn't been for change.

Putting us in sync with those survival instincts.

Instinctually we cope with that wonderful change.

Repping, Claiming and staying with the words he speaks in a successive manner.

Pardon the streetmolded manners of that enhancer called change.

I repeated it so many times cause change is absent on so many minds today.

Unbeknownst to you like a lotus flower I bloom.

They swore I was meant for nothing but death and doom.

You'll one day witness a legend that's the bass.

Then comes change the treble the by any means devil.

Rebelling against conformities.

The reason for change is that he brings out the better inner me.

Which is a treasure to see!