It aligns its moats and stakes against the fields and forests.
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Sanctions, like pikes, array themselves against truth.
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Snares and traps are at every hand.
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The insects of conformity swarm and sting.
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All are vulnerable.
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Few dare speak their needs, their dreams".
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"It must be a strange world," said Selius Arconious.
It aligns its moats and stakes against the fields and forests.
Sanctions, like pikes, array themselves against truth.
Snares and traps are at every hand.
The insects of conformity swarm and sting.
All are vulnerable.
Few dare speak their needs, their dreams".
"It must be a strange world," said Selius Arconious.
- (Prize of Gor, Chapter )