I catch myself saying
I didn't ask for this
but maybe I did
in some artificial bliss
in some impulse to impress
under the influence of a dress
I don't recall all I asked for
don't know what's on deck
no plan and no path
and I am mad as heck
and I'm still under the thumb
of gravity's well
and despite what I asked for
I'm dying for the closing bell
what
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