Will I be alone?
Will I be married?
Maybe ordinary?
Will I own a home?
Or will I roam?
Hopefully I'll be happy,
Possibly snappy.
I'll have a pet.
I hope I'm not in debt.
Will I be healthy?
I hope to be wealthy.
I won't know until then,
When I'm sitting in my den.
Looking at my old blog,
Reading all the monologues.
When I grow old,
My story will be told.
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