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I remember, one time, I was sittin' by the Schuylkill River, catchin' rays and spittin’ rhymes in my head. That river speaks, man. It whispers like “Yo, life be flowin’ like water,” and damn, it calms the madness. On them days, I’d cruise down Wayne Ave--not the rapper, ya dig?--and just think bout how the river bends, like the pages of a deep book. Chill times, mad reflective vibes.

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