elation on the tip of my tongue
ready to vault toward declaration
as though a blitzkrieg of rejuvenation
has penetrated pensive fronts
Panic stricken terror,
murmurs in company
fluidly submerging itself
under renewed trepidation
Transfiguration culminates,
sublimating with the annexation of torpidity.
Fallacious apprehension denounced.
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