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My Zone
Alone in my zone, a different realm, a different time zone. I myself and I so can call myself a iphone. Skin of my skin flesh of my flesh, bone of my bones. The world is mine therefore I roam, so I can call the world my home. I look at the sky as it falls on my dome, the earth can shake, but nothing in existence can shake my throne. I'm as dark as night. Even the sunlight magnifies my tone, I may have fallen like the leaves off trees, but just like the trees, I can stand on my own. I am who I am and nothing can change that. I was made not to break I was made for combat. Like Jesus died and then was resurrected, means I am going to make come back. God made me fully equipped so there is nothing that I lack. I'm hard as steel and shaper than the creases in my slacks. I can survive anything, as sure as my skin is black. I'm focused like a swarm of locusts filling the sky. Life has many questions and I am filling the why's. In my world and in my zone the I never dies. Yes tears have ran down my face, yet in my zone I never cried. Well the truth lives in my heart, so in my zone I never lie. I have no construct of time. So I pass it by.
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