watching others
one's self is lost
at least my self
learned to give it
everyone can be this way
that is not true
easy lives and children houses
makes me jealous
even still
I grow old
my inside is the same
not sure where
eats a lot of creation
tells one to sleep
wish I were gone or free
would like to be more fortified
perhaps in the distance
-Lahmadaj
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