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Sing Along

All these roads,
where do they lead us to?
I don't really know,
but I just keep driving,
come rain or shine.

There's always somewhere to go,
and that's a good thing in life.

As the streets swollow me,
I keep singing out loud,
no matter the station,
I know a lot of songs,
and I like to sing along.

I keep filtering poetry
from the polluted realities
where I have lived all these years.
I cannot avoid it.
Even tough nobody notices,
even tough I don't write it,
everything turns into a poem in my mind.
It's inevitable, I'm a poet.

I'm a fucking poet.
I'm a fucking poet!
I'm the fucking poet!

(Júlio B.)