He who wants
He who gets
He who has the least
Bothered now by things unfolding
Now they've been robbed of peace
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5 comments:
Wow. I am amused that you write great poetry. :)
@MNO: aww.. thanks! anxiety + listlessness = poetry... maybe I just need to sleep...
Hi Nate! :D
@Ron: hi there!! thanks for passing by.. and for following too..
np!
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