After all of these years,
I accepted all ties
Got nothing to hide
Of my troubled times
Took out the book
And the words just flow
I speak much more
Than so much more
Others have said
Why make so much out of it?
Only shrug
Is just something that ticks
If compared by more
I'm a pebble of lot
I want nothing more
Than what I have got
This what makes me happy
This is what I got
All I can say is
I'm happy you're not
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