Identity
I write what I like
I like what I write
I feel it's my right
I say not when I may
So I like what I say
Even when it's without pay
Choose to like what I say
My hairs will never grow grey
Choose to hate what I say
Neither will I grow frail
It's my greatest joy
To see my words fly
For out of my words
Lies the picture of my true self
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