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Here
I am,
again,
at the beginning
of the road,
haunted by fear,
and uncertainty, The
earth quakes under my feet. Yes,
here I am,
the earth quakes
under my feet,
quakes of ridicule,
and amusement,
at the man
who will suffer
the blows of life,
and love,
again,
again,
so
willingly.
So willingly.
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