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About This Author
 Writing poetry allows me to exercise my imagination and share it with others. I strive to write for the benefit of the reader using carnival fun mirror images of my life's experiences.
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| As soon as I get out of bed, I place a bucket on my head, Everything goes black as night, It seems I can't do anything right It's a shame that I can't see, In the dark when I have to pee, These strange thoughts leave me contrite, It seems I can't do anything right. There's a place where I can go, Where it is no one can know, I go when I want to feel alright, Whenever I can't do anything right.
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