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I cried when The Black Panther Died in Infinity War. I cried even More when Chadwick was Pronounced ‘’gone.’’ I shot my Make believe Basket into The trash can
Hello again, father of mine. I haven't written one of these in a while, been some time I've calmed down since I've last wrote about you I'd like to think I've changed a little, at least in my point of view
The midnight giggles Stems through the day Chuckling at the ones who agree Chucking at the movements of fools Stray jacket Armani wear weaved the trend Implant the brain with government lens
The memory of your last words ringing in my ears
Monday: Day of New-beginnings, clean-slates, a constant reminder of another week of school.