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I still maintain

That some of you had it lucky.

Brusies and beatings and bravery

The good will in all of you

Never gave you true confusion



Eternally some one to blame

Once you came to grips, anyway



For those who chose

Between a wrench a stick and a belt

You got off light



The scars sight unseen

Heal slowest, if at all



While I am unable to flail in the dark

For want of direction.