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Outsider v2

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By ravensyndrome   |   
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I feel like an outsider watching his world.
Who am I to intrude when my presence begets destruction he can't endure.
Who is a stranger here but me, when I destroy everything I work to procure.

I enter, and become the stranger.
My right is his wrong, I widen the distance between us.
I can not see, and so I wait.

My patience is tried, but I endure.
Filled with a thousand doubts, I look inwards, and there I stay, waiting.
And finally, I see a tiny light in the distance, calling, waiting, and I go.
Make of this what you will. I wrote it for myself, so I'll be overjoyed if you find some sort of use for my musings.
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