How you dare
To count my age,
How you dare
To measure the time,
How you dare
To come to me.
You know nothing is mine.
You know I am gems that are nine
You know I am enjoying
Your talking your asking
Your walking your dancing
And your style of putting question.
But my dear, it is not under your capacity
To count the innumerable, to measure the immeasurable.
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