A Review. Period.

I ask myself,
Who am I?
Who the hell am I?
To review and rate,
One’s years of work,
One’s pain and pleasure,
One’s moments lived,
One’s cry and coy,
One’s cheer and joy,
The midnight lamps,
The cramps and cracks,
The rollercoaster ride,
The pompous and pride,
The hours of strive,
And just like that,
I throw my comments.
And today,
I ask myself,
Who the hell am I?

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