For the next slam
Here's a promise. A prediction, actually.
I'm working on a poem for the next slam.
It's going to be hot.
It's called 26.2.
I'm working on a poem for the next slam.
It's going to be hot.
It's called 26.2.
I don't run to add days to my life. I run to add life to my days.
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