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About This Poem
Understepping Poem Three
Sometimes my life makes no sense at all.
Will I escape from my confusion?
Do you Wonder what is wrong with me?
I sometimes wonder if I'll escape.
When the voices come I run and hide.
Is this who I am destined to be?
Just a man who has become crazy.
See Understepping One and Two for
rules to understanding form
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