POEM: Why?

Pure Writing
I don't know why.

But, I want to cry.

I don't feel fried.

Thank God.

I'm not a big drug blob.

I guess it's a natural high.

That deserves a piece of pie.

I feel happy.

Not, tacky.

It's not medication.

But, nothing but dedication.

To being yourself.

I really like this.

I feel like going to catch a fish.

Oh, I wish.

This could never end.

Just like the beautiful wind.

Well, I got jet.

Before, I forget.

My plans.

I wish I could get a tan.

FIN

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