What is it that I feel -

Have I ever truly felt?

Not sorrow nor anger to

Begat happiness and joy?

Have I truly known despair

 - Or Heartache?


Have I any knowledge

Of the pain it takes to be human?

Of wandering, and emptiness,

The vile trappings of complacency - ah,

There I reign king.


But I have never been truly starved,

Nor hungry for any but

The feel of simple legitimacy,

To know how it feels

To be alive.

The End

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