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Resonation
Resonation no-one at first heard the tumult the question to the arts, take that scythe rip that canvas crack that bronze bust that marble shatter it to shards I heard the howl of a suffering soul most recent in the line of bards… no-one at first heard the cries or played those tarot cards… the prophecy was grim gate-keepers of the holy shroud did not acknowledge him critics dismissed professors critiqued but she's' burst forth from the psyche and that collective conscience we all have though not ready for her resonated the soul turning topsy turvy upside down blasted from with in you old masters-- keepers of the kingdom blasted by a rebel yell most foul the Howl she barks a new tune with with syntax and symbols unacceptable to all but a loon we know it now we look out the horizon from the rim She's here she's born he bellowed the boon And she anew will return again I heard it once the howl of the suffering soul…
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