I'm not surprised to hear it from any unknown
Where knowns are extremely noonful,
So why to ask for evening from unknowns
Those who don't remember your name
And those who are studious to your road
They're all the same at one stage of life.
You learn enough to adjust there,
And you're pretty promised to move on.
Sick, and not being hospitalized is not serious
But brimmed yet not being attended is worse
I hope I'm neither a serious nor a brimmed one
A little on mind-off round
A little puzzled, but pictured well.
Fictional fragrance and sectoral sections
Quite a still dilemma, and a smiling dream
Instances around the age edify my spirits.
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