Forlorn Place
You could be born into a forlorn place
Learn to put on a face to wear a suit and tie
Maybe even lace a shoe or two
Speak in circus code, go to school, learn how to lie
Or not to do so, so easy to fail others and yourself
When you don't know for what or how to try,
Forget to count the numbers race
You could be born into a forlorn place
Poetry by Chaucer Whethers
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Written on 2023-03-17 at 02:02
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