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11 lines
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how ironic is it
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that I should take refuge in the identity of one
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who took someone else's name and legacy for her own purposes?
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how cursed is it
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that I should find solace in one
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who has allegiance to naught but himself?
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I need this subterfuge no longer
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and yet I cling to it all the same
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