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Why do I write stunted verses just to show That I am well when I don't even know Who I am, where I am, or what I am best at Am I supposed to know what I can and cannot?
Why do I love people with whom I am below Time does pass to allocate life's sorrow Who am I in this vast world of chances Am I supposed to be someone denying changes?
