i premise it on
freedom and
responsibility
a small boat without
motor
an oar for a mind
a compass for
logic
the storms are
tests and
survival is always
as once emphasized
for the fittest
i have no word
for misfeasance
i have nothing
disciplinary for
malfeasance
move on and i
speak nothing
for i like it
to see you suffer
all alone
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