Strong am I or not,
Still am in a cage caught..
Give me the best that you can..
Like a chapati off the heated pan..
I spiral downward to the centre of the earth
Where there's paradise..
And I am not afraid of death..
And am a pseudo person..
I am and also I ain't..
Illusion I am and a chimera..
I am trying to get a shape of a novel birth..
Life a pseudo antipsychotic silent breath..
And I hate myself and the expansive cost of the Arson.
For sure I don't belong here on earth
I rather go to my hometown and create a new linguistic error called certh..
Cirius or not, andromeda or not,
human I am And shall be ever sought..
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