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An ungovernable feeling sits heavily upon my mind, disregarding all thought.
Insurgent words blend themselves into recursant
ideas, pushing their way into lines of poems,
rebelling contumaciously, defiant in overt manners
of refractory meanings, giving new facets and
aspects to minds of sedition as they turn into books
of novel images, waiting to be written of.

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