There was a time in my "journey" where I couldn’t drink from the fountain of love because I didn’t have the "pass-word" to do so!
There was a time along my "route" where I couldn’t find confort in my sleep because the ground was too hard to feel sorry for my bones!
There was a time in my norctunal-manouvres where I couldn't fuel my inner-man to heights because my liquid-end was too small to meet the ether!
I always wished and dreamt of the DAY WHEN…….!
With Queen B on my left
A bottle of hennessy in my right hand
Religiously making that paper bubble
I would find the solution to the happiness-cryptic puzzle BUT!
I truly miss my life of "struggle"
It made me struggle for everything
It made me struggle for every penny
At the end of the day whenever we stormed the' journey" to throw off some dust….we always hit the ROOF-TOP!
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