Yes! I was liverish on myself,
Because, the seeds I sown,
Were a part of an infertile place.
A place full of misrule,
Where happiness ranked to null.
Also, fresh mind stayed dull.
On the bridge of right and wrong,
I stood in the midst.
Holding a confused mind.
Well, silence was my home,
Where, I was totally owned.
And further was never found.
Grounded were my thoughts,
Expectations were high.
Somewhere, inside I always cried.
Therefore,
Yes! I was liverish on self,
Because the seeds I sown
Were a part of an infertile place.
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