How can I expect you to read my feelings
I am nothing before this world
I think about you, as you give me your precious time,
Perhaps it's my goodluck.
Please forgive me
You had one thing to give me
And I have taken
A few minutes of your life.
I had nothing to write
So I wrote this
You have a lot to read
So visit another poet...
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