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I'm tired of planting seeds
I wanna see them fruiting trees
But would you get down on your knees
To make your ego small as a bumblebee?
I need you to pollinate these ideas for me
Living in a struggle where I could no longer let it be
I take the time to rest and relax myself monthly
Emptying the mind, feeling so fresh and clean
From the ideas that you've been fed
You need to be weaned
Cause we are all living kings and queens
This poem is about:
Me
My family
My community
My country
Our world
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