Connect four Sounds like funk music With the headphones. Don't take off like a Spaceship this day in age, Keep 'em on. Where was the journey, My ear bud. Bud stone Never stay the same Get gone... funk. Hear the fame, Heard the change, Connect four... Wore it down. Thank you for reading! Which part of the poem resonates with you? Share your thoughts. Please leave a comment. Copyright 2025 K.A. Smith
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K.A. Smith
K. A. Smith – published author and poet with experience in architectural design. I try to bring love and life into every poem or story. I believe every piece of art is "effective" in some way. Please follow along, and share your thoughts.
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