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The World Is A Fickle Friend
The world is a fickle friend.
Turning which ever way it will.
I call out to it... I shriek back...
When it disapproves.
But its disapproval...
Is its only attribute
On which I can depend.
written 2012
Friday 31st January 2025 7:03 pm
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