Let me feign my own demise

,to confirm that I am alive

I have naiveity to struggle with

I have skills to shun

I have boredom to hunt for

I have anthills to squash

I have starry nights to gaze

I have paler pastures to graze

I have poor jokes to laugh at

I have follies to exacerbate

I have fires to kill….desires to fulfill…only one event fits the bill…

I need a rebirth….

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