Maybe
Was I born with an ego,
That helped me grow,
Or did I borrow another's ego,
Until Mine could grow.
What will happen when I go,
Will it continue to grow,,
If buried with me when I go,
Or should I ask at the library tomorrow,
If they will take my ego,
For others to borrow,
After I go,
So they too can grow.
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