A few days ago I saw someone's Blog and it inspired me to make a Blog and a poem.
Quaint am I?
sometimes I feel that struggle is essential;
to what we call consuming our human potential,
at times I find that my mind is a contraption;
often reaching a point of cataclysmic reaction,
oh why I ask must it be the latter;
often you'll find time, will make you the fatter,
if not to primitively break a fall;
how will we cope with it all in all,
the difference between us is often quite faint;
tell me why I am the one you find so quaint,
you act like I am the one who wont do;
dismay and terror, the obvious is most often true.
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