I wanna go to a place where I can be creative
Sit on the stoop and let go
Where only poets and writers can live
Where rappers can let there rhymes flow
In this perfect place, no money will be needed
You pay for services with prose or maybe a short story
No on one will be good or bad no need to be conceided
Whether truth, fiction, parody or even allegory
The streets are clean, no trash or crime
There are no techs no glocks no nines
No junkies, thieves or need for locks
Atleast in my imagination.. Welcome to Writer's Block
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