Who?


Who?

Who was I?
I don’t know, only the
alcohol can answer that.

Who am I ?
I don’t know, try to
start by looking for the I
and nothing can be found,
let alone known.

Who will I be?
The night is drawing in
And tomorrow never knows.
Tea is brewing.
That is enough for now.

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