Walleah
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Currajah
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Man with Pigs
- My name was Legion, ha,
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yes
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we were many, and
- gashed our heads
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on those gravestones.
- Didn't know what we really wanted -
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(lurching to greet the
- True Man, as his fans called him,
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and shouting at the same time:
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'Go Away!')
- - Such violence to my real self
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(he told me);
- such fear which tossed me
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tomb to tomb.
- ... But since the pigs have drowned,
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I limp towards my own cliff.
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