In such ill-mannered attitude the proud says "sorry!" an apology I didn't crawl for.
Money may shadow but personality keeps glaring.
A rat may or may not be hungry, but yet it keeps feeding even for tomorrow. I envy the birds of the air who gain but gain selflessly.
I live a thousand years in my thoughts, hoping to see a world of commonness. A world that wraps its inhabitants in a coat of love and shades our sorrows.
I have been damped with the yolk of poverty even so the aroma of shame welcomes me.
The squirrels portion is what I get for a job well done.
Life isn't so terrible, at least I live laugh love and learn to carry on.
Just like every other wish; I would be big-big someday. And soon, very soon I would get the right apology.
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