I defy you from my marrow
Rectitude is my resistance
I stand apart to distance
To remove a part of chance
Go! and no more harrow
Go! wallow with your farrow
Of squealing doubts and pain
Take your squalid stain
and no more with me remain
For I defy you
Go! and no more with me remain
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