Monday, May 11, 2009

Music is my best friend called Papi.


He lives in the outskirts, a hood jumgle. I should know, we reharse together everymoning while getting high, as we soar into the right place of elevation. Been born again is not just the key note; i strang my root key, a single do note. I am an aspiring guitarist....with the single help of my friend and his support: I am world famous. I am a musician on the verge of great success. I am Papi, from the eyes of H: my friend and student!

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