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Neither alone
Nor in a group
The indie stands between
Depending on our own hands
To start the tide
Hoping others arrive
Their whispers
Turning the ripple
Into a wave
Our path is filled
With sneers and suggestions
Advocates of Lucifer
Hocking their wares
At every intersection
Determined
To kick you off the path
Because going alone
Holds too much uncertainty
Yet one must carry on
There is still our story to tell
No other mind
Or set of fingers
Can forge the works we make
So we push forward
Many with only half a clue
As long as we can write
Another day
