C'Est Moi
In my childhood
they
impressed on me
not to galumph,
lest I be typed
in stereo
as my eternal twin,
and yet,
somehow it pleases me
to see that you
are now
constrained to know
that I will go
galumphing off
into the nevermore.
~
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