A gentle hum has entered my life these days-- All seems so well in so many ways... Yet it feels a bit eerie...causing an itch In my psyche...wow, aint that a colossal bitch! My mind can be such a burden sometimes... Fickle, obnoxious, no reason or rhyme. It gets restless if nothing is going astray Dejected if nothing is going my way-- Makes me laugh, this peculiar predicament! So here I write words to allow me to vent About "nothing" in essence, all is quite well! So why do I feel I'm in some kind of hell?Birth sign: Pisces
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