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I heard that wisdom
Comes from the mind of the broken
And the poor becomes the richest once one has found a token
My mind is somewhat outspoken
Through the words on a page, in other words
I’m a silent poet
A Mime with a niche for making the mind see the perspective of the cruel and broken
I heard sayings but some of which I can’t quote them
But one… I can
I heard the richest are the brokest
Bc the mind can’t be bought with money
Or the glammer
So is it bad that I write for the love and not the fame
I just want to be free without fame
I just want people to know my name

Jay G