#1A Poem by Thomas B. BuckmanA new start perhaps...
It takes one to know one
It takes me to know you I made my decision now here, I sit and chew.. Sold my soul not to the devil that would make sense, the pay scale is level... I get free meals ..a weekly paycheck don't mind the barcodes printed on my neck For I am but flesh, a little mind and long bones but all I ever wanted was to groove to my own tone. © 2011 Thomas B. BuckmanAuthor's Note
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Added on December 13, 2010 Last Updated on January 10, 2011 AuthorThomas B. BuckmanOsage Beach, MOAboutMy name is Thomas Buckman. I was a twenty year old unemployed poet... Now I'm a 21 year old member of the United States Army. "My role in society, or any artist's or poet's role, is to try and .. more..Writing
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