Differentiation

I used to gauge tallness for being a young fellow

It was a sentiment since he cherished it

Insect adore is enamored with herself

How interested to love

I have given a considerable measure of consideration

Time moved to the mind's pace

Step by step, year in year

Sentiment gotten away from the gathered involvement of the time

Everything has turned out to be ordinary at this point

So no adoration makes me insane

No sentiment touches me

Regular discouragement made me bothered

I trust the pitifully double soul has made me think

Bowl tunes made me exhausted

I lost myself as an exhausted.

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