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And yes I know 

The days get shorter as I age Today is the day I recollect my motives Higher than totems as I reconnect my mind Time was antiPlanted my feet in my own space Planted my own in my space Tied my own lace Clap for me Won my own award Now they just say Rap for me Ask for me, I think they should make a app for me Pass the lap for me Shit is just Math for me Bunch of numbers and aliasesMad as this main name madness Pass the hate like passive pacifists Madness is Consuming me 

This poem is about: 
Me

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