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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=475943" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>It's Only A Lifetime pts.1&2</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=475943" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Autistic artistics<br>Who can’t find their words a home, like lost misfits<br>Counting and working off digits and<br>Patent their talent to buy what cost digits<br>Cause this is a pot, of broken dreams<br>With no means to grip it, the golden beams<br>Not a soul on the team has the scheme<br>In order to fix it<br> <br> -Stirred to a blur of cold sirs and frost misses<br> It’s only a lifetime, no reason to miss it</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=475943" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Any colour of brother<br>Will seem like another<br>When fabled and labeled with us or the others<br>Misters and sisters, the system is tougher<br>Making and taking good friends and bad lovers<br>Left behind in time, get ready get set<br>With nowhere to go, bring on the regret<br>Or wages of lotto and pass out the bottles<br>To sluggers and buggers everyone is a sucker<br>From youngest of rascal to oldest grandmother<br> <br>-Cars with no hearts and a status mal-fitted<br> It’s only a lifetime, no reason to miss it</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><a href="http://poems.citatepedia.com/">poem</a> by <strong><a rel="author" href="http://authors.citatepedia.com/by.php?a=P.R.+Prosper">P.R. Prosper</a></strong></div>