I stopped asking for sugar in my milk...

Poem written by Saad El-Asha on Friday 14, December 2018

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I stopped asking for sugar in my milk, I grew up. I embraced the essence of milk. The giant rock you see hanging at the top of mountains refuses to roll down as it betrays the shock of catching the wind, wind-shocked, and at the end of the day, it matters not to stand still or to roll; it's the same rock. I embrace the essence of the hanging rock. I did not grow up.

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    Saad I gotta be honest with you. I have read your poem few times already but I still don't understand it. I am probably not sensitive enough to get your message. Could you expand or explain it?
    I can't. (I've posted a Sad emoji, but instead I had a yellow asshole who was thumbing you down.)
    Your usual quality.
    I thought it was pretty funny. You turned into a rock! lol