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Yet another day
flowing with the stream
chasing a plush dream
amidst the slave fleet
Stood a crazy man
with a cocky grin;
watching us mondains
from across the street
Him, unclad, deprived
Giggling to himself
He mocked our high frills
like some visual treat
then his eyes spot me
Smirked as our gaze locked
I saw a man hale and hearty
He saw one with no soul no meat
- Shunyatha
