perhaps we are here
on the same spot away
from them
they that make most
of what we do not have
they, who are who in the
world of whos
here we are as clumsy
as ever
despite the commendations
i myself recognizes
the inferiority of my
being
this is the spot where
the sun does not shine
where the moon does not
pass
where the stars fail to
twinkle
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