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Thank you, Derek. Hi everybody, it's Hans Tula, poet writer for Staten Island, New York. I got some poems to read to you. One entitled, Strong Emotions I Wear You Out. Anger and sadness always wear you out. These two emotions take such rain tolls. Negative feelings They can cause such dread even when we shout. They mean the same thing as they break our souls. Anger and sadness always wear us out. However you feel, it makes us all pout as they can both play life altering roles. Negative feelings You can cry or growl or lose in a rout as these feelings make you walk on hot cold rules. Anger and sadness always wear us out. It can ruin our day or week, no doubt, when these things are triggered by such angles. Negative feelings They make life a full, blown, heavy weight bout Anger and sadness always wear us out. Negative feelings Hurting with wrath. F It takes a mean phaser gesture that would while a burn in my stomach cooks me warm. It's okay for mortals to get ragged on as anger liberates a torn soul. Just piss me off with a wave of rewinds say something to fuel and to cure it. I've learned that angry man can sympathize with pain when startled or rattled he hurts with wrath. I can sympathize as I cringe in vain hurt inside so bad I walk a dark path. A path with no light in a world of rage and a drowning wall running inside a cage. Pleading for peace succ My tears drop I leap out loud to release my heartache. My soreness inside causes me to drown while hurting with a passion in front stakes. Trying profusely I throb with tra Without love but sheer vilification. I can't absorb too much of this tra This makes my life filled with complications. Hate and misery from the world to me soon enough sets a strength in me within. While I fight to live I'more at grace for me. I die for tout without sin. While refrain from war pleading for peace instead I cease fatally at the risk. And finally journeyman's road. A journeyman's road is an odd voyage with twists and turns without any plan. Not every bag of odd is wholeness. Wandering around with all this courage I'm fueled to crash for a late night's nap. A journeyman's road is an odd man. Is an odd voyage. Looking for a place to leave your baggage but no one wants to put up with your crap. Not every bag of odd is wholeness. Going job to job for many ways before you're willing to even adapt. A journeyman's road is an odd voyage. Eating a priced ham and cheese sandwich driving drunk with a keystone on my lap. Not every bag of odd is wholeness. Feet in the streets rolling A journeyman's road is an odd voyage. Not every bag of odd is wholeness. Thank you.