Only Me

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    Only Me

    Only Me

    I try hard to be real and live righteously,
    I don't bother anybody intentionally.
    I go about my day in a Christ like way,
    Yet somebody, better yet nobodies have something to say.
    To know me is to love me is what some say,
    I am always there for people in every kind of way.
    I see people for who they are and what they mean to me,
    I see much deeper than what the eyes can see.
    I go in deep and put myself on the line,
    To let people in my life and know secrets that are mine.
    I let out steam through my journal and poetry,
    I express myself through my writing that can come from only me.

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    In science one tries to tell people, in such a way as to be understood by everyone, something that no one ever knew before. But in poetry, it's the exact opposite.

    Franz Kafka (1883-1924) Czech writer.

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