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Although this world betrays me,  

I sit silent- I sit guard, 

Although this mountain hates me, 

I stay quietly unbarred, 

I simply love madness. 

What a pretty word, 

Certainly not sadness- 

Although they rhyme for sure. 

I too have been deemed an other, 

The other remains the sane; 

For the sister to a brother, 

May be but the only main. 

Since when did the world mock me?

When was the moment that I walked down the street to a threat of being paved?

A threat on the path I have walked my whole life?

I rule a kingdom incompetent of content,

My brain may be the bearer of my walls,

The encapsulated fluency of marrow in this bone,

These rugged feet yearn strolling farther in the night;

A repost: For all the years we've missed.