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KING OF THE MOLEHILL
Eve of our first meeting
Wonder I now
Through watched hourglass
In passing of time
From the reverb
Of distant sounds
'Bout Big Brother's hands
Merely building
Yet tearing down
To alter stairway structure
And construct barrier
A passageway
Not yet for me to climb
Whence I lay nestled
Over and above
Loved gypsy's restless place
Compare to the like
Of these days
My words echo in ears
Upon a star's stage
Or ponder celebrity's cage
Lest merely hilltop
You would not step down
To share common ground
Nor I freely ascend
For a fenced line is drawn
Like sword by insecure force