Sunday, January 7, 2024

‘You’re not going to tell me what to do.’


It’s a motto, 

an anthem, 

a generational theme, 

a mantra, 

an ode, 

an adage, 

a melody, 

a ballad, 

a poesy, 

a limerick 

and a ruse

and it is 

bereft of any flaws, and fastened by logic.

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