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You try to
question me
more often
on matters
you think
I am wrong
More often
your arrows
get swindled
dispersed or
blunted
no avail,
you fail
I have been
a question
a wrong one
in that
for a long while
that has
never failed
How come
you became
my Like Pole
that always
repels travails?
December 20,2022
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