we all have
a share of this bitter
concoction
in this cup of
life
there is no reason
to complain
it is only a matter
of ' i have mine
and you shall have
yours'
i am not saying
anything
you shall not hear
from me
and this is the reason
why
i have resorted to this
art....
i do not write
with a fist.
How can i?
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