If you stand with the crowd
You will be lost and no one
Will find you
It will push you down
Alas! Rise and find your way
Away from the talking storms
Blowing your way.
If you aid an animal, into the meadow
It will miss,
Do same to a human being
He'll turn back
And stab you.
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