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What For Value Number Sake

For what exactly enate

Value do I personally so much

Place and stake 

Numbers in order to derive 

Just how so many lives

The message I so desperately sought

Within to deliver

And future cost 

It pains me dearly I may pay 

Will not even even see the light of day

Matters not

When all and sundry is forgot

As I and if alone will only are to be enabled

To know the real and only true

Enate true actual real value

That I alone

Care desperately enough

To pour 

These my mere

Words and heartfelt thoughts

To you here another

If neither you don't either

Care or give the slightest

Damn about 

For after all then

Who am i deceiving

But sadly me 

My own self

And my fragile mental health
Copyright © | Year Posted 2024

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August 14, 2024 at 12:48 PM
Hi Christopher, how are you, thought I would drop by and say 'hi'. A philosophical write about life and it's pitfalls - you are a deep thinker Meneer Flaherty - I enjoyed reading this write, all the best, Jennifer Proxenos.
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