Factionless
We stutter, stumble, our lives have stopped,
Just shuffle on and on.
Those of us, the Factionless,
All sense of hope is gone.
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Some of us from Abnegation,
Some of us from Dauntless.
Amity and Erudite,
And Candor, one called honest.
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Go unnoticed by others' gazes,
Unheeded are our words.
Kept deep in ruins of this city,
As our kindred all prefer.
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Pitied by some, scorned by others,
In the end, all the same.
We are those without a home,
With no faction to claim.