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I'm a bachelor of truth in my sideways

mind that strains to understand its goodness
when empty thoughts let bygones be byways
to utter isolation from our mess:
A lot of cords and cables were left out
on the floor untangled and in plain view;
beware of tripping if you do have doubt
because to trip is to fall in plain view:
My goodness was questioned in ways not good
and unworthy of any mess I'd left;
If I left a cord, it was understood
that I'd return to remove what I'd left:
Just leave it, though, and watch it start to spark;
That's my fire that must outshine the dark.
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