The rumor-mill lurks with poniard in hand
Growing grass greener than enemies is easy
Follicles of restraint are made and toasted
Bogons in the area are tracked and fired upon
Retreat into silence is no good
Yet all the stalking slander is of an Excess
Reverse and pile on glory
Retreat and know not love
A defense is present, but not when unspoken
Close the door on all the things you might know…
Resequence and vibe, bounce with hearts aflitter…
Throw in the towel and let them win
Or Revolt and Rejoice! Retract and Resurface.

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