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THE GAME

mad hippie poet 1974 (new jersey)

You do what you need to do; you give your soul to what brought you to the game with the knowledge and wisdom of knowing things will never be the same. They always said that I could never be here and that  I just do not fit the type that I will never belong. To go, fade away; your ride is over.

I never gave up I never gave in this life is my game I am meant to win. I have a choice to make that decision I have is evolve or go extinct, and I refuse to be that dinosaur that goes extinct only to be seen in some damn stuffy museum that you need to pay admission to get in.

I am back in the game that you can not see on Television or movie screens; this is my reality, even if others may consider it a foolish man's dream. There are other players like me on this team, and the game is ours to beat.
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Written on April 15, 2023

Submitted by Oakley on April 15, 2023

Modified by Oakley on April 18, 2023

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I have been writing for 40 years my poetry is about life,death love,and redemption. after having two near death expiercences and a TBI my poetry has become more spirtual more…

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