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MY EXPOSED LIFE IN POETRY

At the ball of an almost sane life, I danced my madness in it, and my heart with no cure, courted a vain hope strife, I was a child as an adult, I am an adult still a child, and my being once and while, cease to profess this cult... In the lands where I passed, I left a thousand pieces of me, I tried to stay but it was in vain, I tried to fertilize my attribute way, but life didn't permit that from me, it didn't enable to juice up my past

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