Satisfaction (original poem)

O the sweet satisfaction I should feel,
were it not for god counfounded
moralistic ideals
imposed upon myself by all around
and encumbering myself
by being exposed to them;

And yet, that satisfaction I do feel,
though perhaps not quite as sweet
as it could be,
I’ll let all those around
live with their ideals.
I’m only as encumbered as I feel.






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