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I was regularly born,
No tail, no horns,
Just two arms, two legs a head.
Didn’t know, what’s ahead.
And ahead there was a storm,
Nobody of it me warned.
Everything, I ever hoped,
Was in a split second stopped.
I was not aware of that,
Pretty blue moon beamed ahead.
Since the moment, I was born,
There wasn’t any storm.
Then, there came a hurricane,
Full of devastating pain.
Then, at one end of the fork,
Life completely went berserk.
I’m trying to restore
Person, who I was before.
Doesn’t matter what you say,
I’m now on my way.
I’ll surely progress,
And eliminate the stress.
Despite devastating pain,
I’ll be regular again.

August 6, 2018

©️ By Igor Packer

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