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    dots Submission Name: Higher Purposedots
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    Author: Latin King
    ASL Info:    31/M/Los Angeles
    Elite Ratio:    2.39 - 104/232/145
    Words: 93
    Class/Type: Poetry/Venting
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    dotsHigher Purposedots
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    Sometimes I doze off
    Losing focus
    Sometimes I wake from daily
    Comas trying to find the
    Higher Purpose
    In my gloomiest nights I felt
    Like Riddick
    In a society where people
    Are locked up in invisible walls
    Real-life mimics
    This bad society has me
    Smoking skinniest
    While others
    Resort to putting holes
    On binnies
    I've come up with more
    Gimmicks
    Though my persona is timid
    Bitches seems to only want
    To see you at your highest form
    Well I hope that bitch
    Could see me.




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