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Ironic the tactic that succeeded After you'd tried all others to stop me Came on territory that I'd ceded Rustled cattle I'd found, but could not free That I'd won the post at all shows Magic The fantastical game I played to work My way through Family ruins Tragic What then you characterized as a shirk My withdrawal from Life was remedy For decades of searing trauma endured To keep going would yield more tragedy Is that why in such direction you spurred? Any doubts that I should pursue that Path Went when my decision incurred your Wrath |