I rent myself out
There's no fee charged
But rented all the same
Bits and pieces of my time
My brain, my heart, my soul
Used up by strangers and the known
All the same, all for brief moments
They don't take for the sake of me
Only for themselves, for what I bring
So unlike those moments I once had
Moments of giving freely
Moments of being me
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