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This is not a Joke
The Echo Monkey
Has echoed
The sound
Of a coming storm
Or
Are we in the eye
Of the Hurricane
As it moves along
Can we escape
Or are we along
For the ride ?
Is it safety
That you seek
Spinning in the middle ?
You spin inside
Your minutes
A web they weave
For you
They outside
The Realm
You dwell in
Why do you let them
Do
as they do ?
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Maybe
Part ll
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