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Not a hero, not a villain,
Not a zombie, not a ghost
I just let my inner Dylan
Argue with my inner Frost.
Don’t think twice when I’m alone -
Fire, ice and all that mess -
I am just a rolling stone
On a road traveled less.
Higher highs and lower lows,
Chances missed and knuckles skinned,
All that gold that comes and goes -
Let them blow in the wind.
About the Creator
Vadim Kagan
I believe that each day is a blessing, every story is amazing and all poems should rhyme!
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