I am not struggling to be famous; I am struggling to be real-- You click on this page and I spill into your ears, and we know each other in moments; I don't take that for granted-- Bless be the heart that gives me a chance; blessed be I for the ones who listen, blessed by all for those who really listen-- Soak up juice filled sorrow and tomorrow will have sunshine, tomorrow isn't promised; so on a stormy day, enjoy the shade and a cool groove from a mortal orator who wants to live on as a ghost in the echos of a beat==

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