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Sometimes when I felt

So lost and forlorn

I have entertained myself



Things that I

Could not comprehend

Have explained in detail

To myself



Ask me someday

Reverence of the respected

Moral fiber of your town

Having spent a few years now

Cherished a few as well



Intellectuals of your town

When introduced to me

I shook their hands

I sat besides them

I conversed with them

And tried to make sense

Of mostly nonsense



Their morals are so bright

They are bound to reflect

And effect your sight



Sometimes when I felt

Lost and forlorn

I have entertained myself



Nick Kler