A Young boy dream

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This world can't contain me It can't control me My dreams are bigger than anything you can imagine I dream of life beyond our existences
Gold Diamond rich with them carats Bold red lips and them plastics Gold Blood dripping it's a classic American Dream......
Two sleek eyes cast wide open.   in the dimmest of lights, pages   flutter ajar. A composition of innovation   seeps out of the young lad’s mind.  
I lay in the depth of the comfort of my bed as the light of the new moon shines. My imagination, an unpredictable sea of desires, but as bright as the starlit sky. I sleep night by day but dream day by night.
I was use to the truth, and hide from the liesWhen I was younger growing up all I thought about was shineI remember as a child everything I saw was foul
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