A slice of me!

Cut me a slice of me,
a tiny slice, from when I was young.
When I believed in ghosts
Santa, Love,
and when I believed people to be kind!
Cut me a slice of me,
cook it, and serve it to me
but please, do not add wine;
I don’t want to get drunk
on a thing that humans made.
I want to get drunk on something eternal,
on a thing called soul;
A thing I lost a long time ago
when I believed in foolish things-
when I believed, on a thing a I’ve sold!

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4 thoughts on “A slice of me!

      • I know that feeling, but this is one thing on which my resilience never lets me down. No matter how many knock-backs I get, I scramble back up and trust that better things (and people) will come along.
        Remember what the Monty Pythons used to say?

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