
Corona
staying alive during this plague
Climbing hills with strollers it takes time to get over
Left out get get colder but that time will molds you
And some blocks will hold you
These days I’m sober
Clear mind is golden these freeways are open
the seat of my soul
I glow like mya Lou and oprah
With God being my chaffer
take. Me where I need to go sir
At times I know direction
but I know you bring me closer
I’m at the intersection feeling bless and hopeful
I know it took a long approach
traffic jams it suppose to ..
life is a game just let the universe coach
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Twaun Pierce
writer for company as big as Jive Sony sosodef grandhustle ..BMI
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