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I am Chicago.  Chicago is only two glocks for one block get shot at bus stops hide out from white cops if he flip-flops he's an OPP   POSITIONS! Now we on a mission
I'm writing this poem for my tuition.
I am the hunter, she is the bird. I reach and reach but cannot hold. Opporunity is her name. She flaps her wings and flies away. I hit my head, again and again. On the cold hard ground in pure frustration.
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