A Bother
Nobody ever
wants to be
a bother.
But,
am I really
a bother?
Do people say,
behind backs,
what a bother?
Or is it just
all in my mind,
the bother?
With practice,
can I fight it,
the bother?
Because
I am not
a bother.
You
are not
a bother.
We
are not
bothers.
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