Ones Own Drive
You are adept at burrowing and slithering.
Fight your way through the mud, bungling, and spilling.
Plunged into the insides of the rind and outer casing.
The further you lead, beyond troublesome it is becoming.
Thinking over this is compulsatory rehearsing.
Assumptions might be thwarted by the finding.
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