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I, no bigger than a fly, in mind's eye is sometimes labeled, a wise guy, bad guy, a good guy and none of those do I deny. Because I can deversity, which is why I cry, is shy, lie, can fly, don't ever have to leave the ground to get very high and not by becoming glassy eyed nor pie eyed but Edified. Although, I love to signify about the only three that qualify, while being too preoccupied with me, myself and I. Then will turn around, hit a sacrifice fly just so someone else can get their piece of the pie. Because I can hear their outcry and must stop turning a blind I. Thereby I is qualified to testify when things are good or when they go awry. Why? And who am I. Personified.

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Date: 12/12/2017 7:54:00 AM
Oh.... Milton....your poem is so cleverly done. Have a nice day my friend.
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