Your likes and dislikes.
Your cravings and appetites.
Your opinions with judgements passed.
And your need to compete…
With my activities,
That affords you some kind of mental relief.
I am not surprised you do not know me.
Nor am I shocked to hear you say…
I do not understand,
A life lived your way!
You are right…
I don’t.
And that is why you don’t know me!
Nor do I have a need,
For you to begin that now!
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