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We Are Legion
These words that I speak
These words I now write
These flat voweled phrases
These poems I indite
This love of things dark
This love of things light
This fondness for nature
This ease with the night
These moments of joy
These moments of fear
These hands clenched in fists
These thoughts holding clear
This taste for fine wine
This taste for che...
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