Within the fertile valley
I learned such vital things
But in the final tally
I spurned them, and it stings
Beside these walls of concrete
I surfed a mindless crowd
Assimilation incomplete
Estrangement not allowed
Before the hallowed pulpit
Is where the truth first shone
As pride, the foolish culprit
Demands that I atone.
Are You Reading Me?
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