I care not grammer,
I care not philology.
I know I am far above.
I know no grammer can
Give me a direction
To live this way or that way.
No philology can declare me dead.
I am what I am here
And I can stay here
Without any legislature.
But my dear, accept me what I am.
Give me a chance to say
What I wish at this time.
My words have some truth, love it.
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