I think I do not know
Meanwhile
You steal
My traditional wisdom
And I found myself
To give in
To my own foolishness
And whatever you bring
I adopt
In my life
And secretly you feed me
With swelling pride
I float
Like a kite
Bragging and boasting around
Without my knowledge
I breed in me
A flattering vanity which
Instigates to fall
In love with my self gazing in the mirror.
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