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    Weak Sketch

    I walked off; I saw a man alone in his cabin
    He said he was not hiding or running
    That he dared me to consider him lonely
    “Where have you come from? What are they lost in?”

    I hated his voice; despised his knowing air

    That he knew I was running
    As I walked by there

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