the planet me is a place I roam free, I glide through my sky and eat the fruit from my tree...I dwell on a hill with my broken eyes wide, I burrow in a hole from the sun I hide....the planet me is not for anyone but me, for that is why its called the planet me......
Reason for writing:
I think with my own mind.. noone else can think for me...so inside my head is the planet me
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