Many times I have
Said to me, Mark, what are you
Writing? Mark, what have you been
Doing all this time?
And me has replied to I,
There’s not a soul gives a damn,
Although they interrogate
Themselves all the time.
They ask of themselves
Have I written what I should?
Accomplished all that I could?
There it is then. I and me,
And we’re them. Again. Again.
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