thus leaving nothing for me to embrace.
And all to which I've held has likewise fled
away from me and, too, the human race.
I feel a pull away instead of toward
removing me from that in which I've care
and so there's some I've lost of my accord
and no thing that I saw served better fate.
The Word, the world and all upon it serve
and aid in generating a clean void
where some feel all life equally deserves
but I feel that all is equally devoid.
Just as we throw away a dead mouse corpse
the same should fare a human one's of course.
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