Near the Walls

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I think, again I think, not
a cheat to make a better, another
world. God, will you oversee?

My assets are truths,
existence and pain. A talented man
remains a fool to become a leader.

You do not want to become
something. This will draw a boundary.
A flying bird will not stop anywhere.

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