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This Is All I Need

This cannot be taken away from me

It is


My creations

My mind

My soul

I’ll always have this

And if anyone

Asks me

To sacrifice it

They can kick rocks

I cannot

I will not

Be stopped

I’ve let the jeanie out

What happens next

Is out of my control

I’m giving up my chains

In exchange

For a pen and a page

All I have

Is my words and my name

And I’d bet my life on the fact

That this is all I need

I don’t need you

Or recognition

Or even money

I just need

My mind

My guitar

My laptop

My books


Some headphones

I got this.


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