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Am I greed? Am I God? Am I gold? Am I taught
How to breathe when I'm born?
Is it worn or is it known?
I will take you along when I feel
The slightest shift in the weather
Have I stayed here too long?
Have I outstayed my warm welcoming home?
I know I'm not well-known 'round here no more so I'll be gone
When I feel
The slightest shift in the weather
And this I'll meditate upon