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I walk above
I walk below
I walk behind
I walk alone.
I am adrift in my
Innermost quarrels
I spurn this dereliction.
But who will empathize?
When the ones held near
Will hound most loyaly?
Can they even surmice,
A reason to follow my motives
When I call them back
To feast upon goose eggs.
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