I am 54 years old.
I never thought I could write,
But here I am writing.
I have so much bottled up
inside me, 54 years.
I could not express myself
until now.
I am writing all the time.
If some of it is good,
I will be happy.
Quelques animaux dont un illettré (Some animals are illiterate) -- Max Ernst
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