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I do appreciate the sky
that is not flying high
the moon is so powerful 
the yellow grey clouds protective of,
The light blue sky that turns Blue 
Latter the white clouds,
Suddenly my memories travel Radical
The magic autobiographical moment that I want,
Turn nature in me,
Graphical 
so using some magical mechanical artefact 
that makes me rational
when my desire is  being classical
To paint...

To paint in silence 
That is problematical
A great mental dilemma that demands mostly unfavourable opinions
from people with a million reasons

I loudly chant in my house
pretending  Happiness , 
this is the place where I'm Happy
and I'm Happy
and from above Happy
and from hierarchy Happy!
I am Happy by all standards although flaming inside
because my sensibility is claiming
my assertion of right
my call of duty
that demands other space and property
that I have the right too 

The undesirable consequences 
and my sense of equality and respect for the other
so many times my worst enemy 
threatening me
I hazard myself respecting whom living with me does not live like me
I am an outsider to a certain degree
Someone who choses Art,
Writing as your Shopping Cart
Still lives apart
People compliment you
but with no glue on your Do
Or on you going through 
Try to subdue you
In how or should do ('s)
and into the news
That Is Your Profession
That you despise
Because you know about the supplies, The Large Supplies
For Commercial and Controversial use
And you Pray for your comrades
Knowing that faith is  probably what makes you so far away from,
Because you wear the right outfit, have some skills some writing gift,
But you insist on being dismissed because of your unwillingness to work on something 
that indisposes you,
Cynical?! 

You are inclined to something contrary to your Uniform
You want a  self-improvement into a better condition 
That is your ambition, predisposition
because we are not standard made in with a serial-number,
But Limited Edition
And God Bless your antipodal
We are Made of opposition and juxtaposition
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