| For Shakur
Poem 1
I was walking through streets on a starry night saw a house that moved with my step.
It creaked with the wind so I stood to the side moments after the alley cats lept.
Just perusing through blocks said silently to self (and) in that house they had had to be deaf.
Cause it rained and it stormed on the next few blocks that house shook right after I left.
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