I bid you goodbye,
Excuse me, I am
Not for you.
Call me a fool,
If you so like,
But see my reactions,
Here at this time.
I am not mad,
Rather, I feel proud.
See me, see my capability
To do anything.
I know who I am,
And yet, I wonder
While observing livelihood.
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