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A modern poem: I fear I am being driven mad by forces I do not understand, have no hopes of coming to terms with, much less explaining to kin and kith this world that I belong to, these spirits I must be in league with. For this is the inheritance of my blood, this homeland I carry everywhere I go and cannot ever hope to escape from. These three errant and conflicting strains each with its own legitimate claim over my body, my heart, my soul.