The pen and the keyboard never stop-

even away from the desk

 the gears kept turning

fuming overwhelmed pumping-

Seven played tennis for hours

 and the studio became home.

the next show, unscheduled

head over night dealing with stress

 feeling the unblessed - carried it in his chest

just part of the game.

passed the time underwater

 the only waves that moved

words came like air bubbles to the surface

& they left him.

 caught the air bubbles and ran

for the money and you'll find him in the studio

tryin' to breathe and negating the heat

 four stars and it's eating never...

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