Poem:
I claim to be no angel
I claim to be no saint
I am sorry you are experiencing stuff
Yet I suppose the calmness may not be the fate.
I am sad and tearful
How the arguments unfold
Yet we can only be ourselves and the different pace will be told.
May you have a great life
And may your soona
Remain to be your joy.
I am a tad sad
And feel gentle like a little boy.
I am working out the day
And I will do the same with my life.
If hasten with you, then sorry
I try not to enter into a quarry.
Take care and be kind to your needs
I shall one day look back and laugh with a caring grin.
Humbleness of my humility comes within :-)
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