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Zig B. Free

A blog about the ideas and wonderings of Toure Zeigler

Wednesday, December 26, 2007

Far to go

How far do I have to go
to run away from myself
How far do I have to travel
to escape my problems
How low do I have to go
How high do I have to be
to dodge all the hurdles around me
I prayed to the lord
and found out that I don't have far to go
beyond myself
Posted by Zig B Free at 3:30 PM
Labels: Back in the day, Poems

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