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So close to being a non-person,

   to casting off the shackles

   of egoic identity 

By my father's death, I am 

   thrown into a sea of redtape, 

   left to prove who I am 

The menace of a suspicious

   bureaucracy bombards me 

paperwork paperwork paperwork 

Do I forsake his final wishes along 

   with his fortune to crawl back 

   into my placid albeit penniless cave