Long ago

When I was young, I used to,

I note the obvious differences.

When I was young, I used to,

Lying, thinking,

Some clichty folks.

There are some nights when,

When you see me sitting quietly,

I start no.

It is true,

In my young years I took pride in the fact that luck was called a lady.


(Source : First line Cento from the poems of Maya Angelou, source text link : https://docs.google.com/document/d/1YuEZ2gcTQw9SCJr9Gr7TjxA7FfdhXArD1CHJxVvvrVE/edit?usp=drivesdk )


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