Twinkle Twinkle

Twinkle twinkle, little star

I fear you know not where you are

When you’re in my world, it is quaint

And we are all the things you ain’t

Human law, it’s cool I guess

But do not make us say digress

Cause at that point, things won’t anoint

And souls won’t make it to their point

Yes, the game is fun, you see

To all of those who disagree

I hope you find your peace inside

Because it’s not inside my mind

Poems are great, they carry weight

Yet they seem not to satiate

Appetites that dwell within

Is this our nature? Or is it sin?


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