A free verse(verse-royal)
My face tiled in rubbles
make my troubles visible,
result of my lamed fights,
became my life unfeasible.
Don’t talk ’bout my mojo,
if you don’t like it,
it will chase you all the time,
if you don’t stop it.
Manchild warrior Oversoul,
who jumped to peace,
who let go the battle,
to embrace world of souls free.
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