I will never fit a strict design
The future will always be mine
To knit a world of magic dreams
To crease perfect my paper seams,
A woollen cuff so comfortable and warm
Protects from the potent storm.
Namaste and thank you for reading , may your omnipotent being go with you.
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How would you describe yourself to someone?
To know me is to goad me,
To find my inner secret
A future timeline of mediocrity
Or a time lapse of feet in concrete
How little I know myself
And should I try and justify
The product on the shelf
Gazed at and surmised by a golden eye
At the end of the day
There is but one wish
To say what I’ve got to say
And ignore the phish,phish,phish.
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