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Poem 29: Unnatural

Unnatural

What have I gained
how have I grown
what does it mean
all that I own

what do I get
when I work all day
and for each day off
I must pay

how can I measure
just what life is
I'll never get ahead enough
with all this buis.

everything I see
so unnatural to me
how can I enjoy all this
if I never feel free




Cheryl Tower - Dec 12, 2005



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