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Don’t Call Me Mad : Unanswered

Most days I feel
Like I am
I
Moving and breathing
But high
Eating and growing
Seeing not my eye
Talking words that don’t rewind
We all do.

While trying to find out
Certain answers to
Certain questions
In my front of my thought
It seems as tho’
I’m bout’ to breach a code
God’s very own
Who am I?
Most days I feel

’tis like identifying my shadow
In midst of the dark
Who made me
Who is who
That made who
That made who…
What an exponential question
Ha!; don’t call me mad
Whenever I scream

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