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Is This Your Contest

Is this your contest? A tantalizing tease that you give to dally with the poet to take leave and sieve away from their ingrained tradition to mold and form some wavering transition that fits, contorts, evolves and forms the poetry desired by you to be born? Sometimes, I must confess rules and specifications cause me to stress as I wallow patient in my regress, but all the same, I'll not leave my name but try harder to conform while from my own pleasures I am easily torn.

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