Poet Of Perception Poems

A pair of new shoes is what I need
to run this race so big
for I have to tread on many paths
some explored by all
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Walking down the road
I notice a man in ugly robes
like a bullet I shoot my pointer
making the world notice his ugly derriere
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Where to start and where to end
is the question with which I begin
have lived an eternity in this state
yet have nothing more to offer
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