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Good morning, good morning,
I'm giving no scorning,
But just for the record
Let this be a warning.
I'm through with the hatred.
I'm through with the pain.
I'm through with the comments
That drive me insane,
I've had it with lying.
I've had it with greed.
I've had it with planting
An unholy seed.
Then I packaged it all,
Threw it high on the shelf,
As I looked in the mirror
And spoke to myself.
Copyright © Robert Nehls | Year Posted 2014
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