Days - Poem by Manny Lopez
They pass by
on a green medow
and my doubt seems to grow.
over and over
life is becoming ruff
living near Dover.
They tease that I won't make it in the industry
but I am positive you will see me on the big screen.
I don't care what they think.
Regular day in New Jersey, I dream about the future
about on day
living in LA.
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