If you gun
and be gunned
There is vest for blasts
If you kite
and be caught
There is keel for heights
When you toil
and be soiled
There is sap for stains
When you shame
and be shamed
There is space for face
If you clear
and be cleared
There is height for tests
When you loot
and we hoot
There be no home, alas!
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