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Shaman owns the bones, those he gives
the power to. Ask for mojo magic,
talkin'jive, conjure up a
coup.
Shaman shakes the bones, as you wonder
what precipitates tomorrow. Do
choices choose us, or can we
ask for time to borrow.
Shaman knows what fate belies, misspend
the act of credence. Take the blame,
deny your fame, accept your own
malfeasance.
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