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Well thanks for calling me a friend
I started life
with a large family strewn all over
about 200
each so individualistically individual
it made me marvel

Thus I undertook the study of the
Human Mind

some were very rich
many very, very, extremely poor
but it made no difference to me
(even though then I was very okay,
yeah rich,)
as they all did to me endear

Now I am left with a handful
I can count on finger tips
third generations’ kids
whose inners I did change
when they were infants

today they are seemingly rich
they ask
who are you
as tables turned
I became poor
not rich, no more

the poetic world I dwell with
seemingly happy
Anony too
am happy with friends like you

Happy guys must remain individual

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Individuality can be a curse or a blessing, in your case I believe a blessing. It would be a sad world if we were al alike. Regards Roscoe...

Roscoe Llane,

Religion will rip your faith off, and return
for the mask of disbelief that's left.

so kind of u for ur visit

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