when times i am on the clouds
comes those ghosts of the past.
when i feel i am settled
comes those sudden change.
when i think i am doing right
comes those whispers of doubt.
when i see i am better now
comes the idea i am lesser than i know.
when i am on course for a life lasting love
comes those petty handfuls of hate.
"am i less better than being better?"
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