we are star children
this person me the stuff of
me where did it
come from my propensities and
proclivities habits and traits how
much of it is me how
much can i call my own what
do i owe or begrudge my parents why
when neither my parents nor
grandparents engaged in the arts why when
their genders lined-up according to
plan or seemed to why
am i me better i ask why not count my lucky
stars wonder about you wish upon the stars for
your happiness and kind judgment
Poetry by one trick pony
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Written on 2018-11-01 at 15:00
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