The Tyrants
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Severe tyrants, ¦¦¦¦ ¦¦¦ ¦¦¦¦¦¦¦¦¦
¦¦¦ ¦¦¦¦¦¦¦¦¦ ¦¦¦ ¦¦¦¦ ¦¦¦¦¦¦
¦¦¦¦ herd your visions
¦¦¦¦ ¦¦¦ ¦¦¦¦ ¦¦¦ ¦¦¦¦¦
¦¦¦¦¦¦¦ with sledge hammer
¦¦¦ ¦¦¦¦¦ ¦¦¦¦ ¦¦¦ ¦¦¦ ¦¦¦¦¦¦¦
¦¦¦¦¦¦¦ knowing ¦¦¦¦ ¦¦¦¦¦¦¦¦¦¦
¦¦¦¦ the tight bag of grammar,
¦¦¦¦¦¦¦ the clever sidestep
¦¦¦¦ ¦¦¦¦¦¦¦ is a comfortable
prison. A mirror ¦¦¦ ¦¦¦ ¦¦¦¦¦¦¦
¦¦¦ ¦¦¦ ¦¦¦¦ ¦¦¦ uttered ¦¦¦ ¦¦¦ ¦¦¦¦¦¦
¦¦¦ ¦¦¦¦¦¦ ¦¦¦ from the secret.
(Blackout of The Trade-off by Ruth Stone)
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