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Multiple times I get motivated,
Nothing seems to fit well with my motivation.
Emptiness or depression causes me to write,
A somewhat well poetry, I think so.



I'm elated with some words that brought me to writing,
When completion of words forms somewhat beautiful poems.
My Heart knows me well,
It is according to my capabilities.



Not many big dreams, not much desires,
Not much wants to gain, I am so happy whatever I have.
I can think wisely but I love to be bubbly,
Going my...