Sometimes warmth rushes through my body...
While other times I stand in disgust and wonder why...
Why I stand at all...
I wish I could understand...
Is this all just a lie...
A medium for complaint...
Address the grievances...
Unwanted fellowship...
I am forced to think...
To question the so called truth...
Flowers bloom...
I feel so cozy...
I wish I could understand.
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