The Next Is

When you walked this earth, 
It was much more like you ran -- 
Here, there, in and out: 
This world was all yours to form, 
As I would think the next is 

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Beleaguered Servant

Owen Servant is an online poet working in a style that's been described as "compulsive". In real life, he is an actuary, because being a poet wasn't unpopular enough.

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