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Unbeknownst

They say I showed a lack of thought,
displayed in act and word.
“His utter disrespect was plain!”
“That boy! That wretch! He has no shame!”
they muttered there without refrain,
And I, unconscious of their blame,
continued through the constant rain
while , unbeknownst, I was interred
inside the slander they had wrought.

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