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CATEGORY
life
Who are we today
my friend?
Stop and think.
Who must we see?
we must put on the
proper face-
Or is it farce?
We must be correct,
Lest we offend.
Quiet and demur,
Loud and cheerful,
Or just in between.
Which shall it be?
We must be correct.
We cannot offend.
But remember-
Above all else-
We must be ourself.
Dedicated to a friend.
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COMMENTS
Miss_chaniel says: We are born alone for a reason .... Individuality poeple are missing that these days .... Great poem |
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2b2b2 says: AWESOME....straight up PSA (public service announcement)....thank you...Namaste |
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