Poetic Justice
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:23:03
Come on, Keisha.
We're going to see your grandma.

:23:06
Don't be coming in my house
starting all that bullshit!

:23:10
How you gonna be f ucking some nigga
when my daughter's here?

:23:17
Damn, here they go.
:23:19
-Who is this motherf ucker?
-Mind your own motherf ucking business.

:23:46
-I don't need this shit!
-Stupid-ass motherf ucker.

:23:53
-I wanna go too.
-Where are you taking Keisha?

:23:56
How you gonna be f ucking some nigga
while my daughter here?

:24:00
Where you going with my
goddamn child?

:24:03
In a time of secret wooina
:24:06
Today prepares tomorrow's ruin
:24:09
Left knows not what riaht is doina
:24:13
My heart is torn asunder
:24:16
In a time of furtive siahs
:24:18
Sweet hellos and sad aoodbyes
:24:22
Half-truths told and entire lies
:24:26
My conscience echoes thunder
:24:30
In a time when kinadoms come
:24:33
Joy is brief as summer's fun
:24:36
Happiness
Its race has run

:24:41
Then pain stalks in to plunder
:24:48
-So, what you think?
-lt's pretty. What you call it?

:24:53
" In a Time."
:24:58
Chicago paging me.
Let me see what he wants.


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