More
Always just enough left wanting more
Getting by on whatever comes in store
Insatiable to new living to say the least
Consuming knowledge an un-fillable beast
Till no more can I will this ever change
For the all coming any even strange
Being better at being me
Is the only way I can see
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Getting better all the time for my soul
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