People Talk

In the swirl of chatter, loud, Echoes of me in every crowd. Why the focus, the endless shout? My name bouncing, swirling about.

Stop the leap onto another's stage, My name, a wild, untamed rage. Like a virus, spreading unseen, Infecting every space it's been.

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