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Neither That or This
There are times I think I am
Neither that and neither this;
As if I were suspended
Between sorrow and bliss.
Slow progress makes me feel that
There are times I think I am
Neither young and neither old,
And I just simply, am.
Many days I feel as if
I am neither good or bad;
There are times I think I am
Neither happy, neither sad.
Is this suspension my fault?
Or is it just something I am?
Perhaps I'm going crazy.
There are times I think I am.
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