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Ire

What does it take to pinpoint The emotion of love and get It past you? How is it that you uncongenialy Antiquate us with malevolent, And still live with no worries? You've created such antipathy in The human eyes Now it's so much more opaque Than it used to be The lack of emotion is Inestimable and sequestered There here is very incredulous Am I the only one that sees this? Such ignominy has filled me This world, these people It is all just opprobrium Written November 1, 2005

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