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About This Poem
Am I
Once again in my life
I see right through the night
Is it life's insomnia
Or is something quite not right
I'm just a simple man
Now worn, to make others born
Or is it life's insomnia
That I'm so truly worn
You really have to view me
When I'm listening to amazing sounds
As I sample the lovliest oak Chardonnay
It stops me from going underground
Once again in my life
I see right through the night
Is it life's insomnia
Or is something quite not right
I'm just a simple man
Now worn, to make others born
Or is it life's insomnia
That I'm so truly worn
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