Stupid ego,
why cant you curb your own Id.
Unconsciously I take to thee,
which I cannot fathom
nor to comprehend my own stubborn ways of this days.
Hah, come on
cant I not see
whom to be where I need follow that oak tree.
Knowing what free love is,
applying what thought it is,
than to be in memory of in.
Confidently and assuredly that arrogance of mine
may make me a lover of my own mistakes and accidental things I have done to make it as my own throne.
A foolish jester king once was,
only time to make it right.
To correct all of this might.
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