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Stuart Munro

Human Embryo of Ecstatic Youth

Thoust. Shake my words
And rattle your pages
Thoust, Spread thy quill
In gibberish motivation
 
Thoust, deliverance
Measures the impedance
Of paragraphing evidence
Supremely in questionable, eyed experts
 
Amaze the critics
And calm the glistening tongues
That speaks impoverished words
Against you
 
For here lies
The majestic human embryo
Of ecstatic youth

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