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6 9 w m wow or mom, who knew words numbers or even just letters provoke harm, interactive perception, which wood would u assume a stick or election, 2 things can hold true dude, hate and violence are plain rude, ain't that wicked profound I know, but not Will and Grace's Jack in fact it's pretty simply Just Joe, I ain't no homo bro hoe, jumping any random guy that roams in the stoned zone horny and alone or on a pedestal/thrown they own, trying to find my own Pac style "Happy Home", getting lost in writing another poem, we don't know what we got til it's almost gone, stop getting off to too much porn, when u can toot ur damn horn, go get a job or find ur passion in life, it helps having good trustworthy real people around thru the tragic grief pain plight and strife, making it a lil bit easier to believe deep like Bob Marley's mic speaks "yes everything is gonna be alright", trust and remember after every night there's perpetual daylight, like a rainbow of love shining bright, with a gift to give feeling and meaning thru music not seeing yet enlightens masses with transcendant insight!

Peace and 1,

Joe Conscious 

2/15/26