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And I don’t quite know his name
Doesn’t look like he is wearing much
I wonder if it’s a game
He doesn’t look a happy man
And hasn’t said a word
I somehow feel it’s my fault
But the thought is quite absurd
He doesn’t sit straight in his chair
Face creased into a frown
Our eyes meet for a second
Then he stares back at the ground
I asked him how he got here
If he’s well and in good health
And this man sat in my kitchen said
‘Dude, I’m your future self.
If you’re wondering how I got here
Well, I don’t quite know myself.
But now I’m lost and lonely
No ambition, without wealth.’
But I couldn’t see a single way
He could possibly be me
Last time I checked, I was female
And my height was 5 foot 3.
Heh. I'll probably make a more serious one later.
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