Quatrain of Wherever I Go
Doesn't matter
Wherever I go I feel forgotten,
no one to rant and
rave about my
appearance,
I'm not sure if it's because of
my dress or because
my life has no
coherence.
My world views are rarely the
same as the crowd, my
thoughts plain and
precise,
I have long ago stopped trying
to please, my presence
always the roll of the
dice.
Yorktown Disciple
Order # 11049
World
view
not
the
same
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