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I'm giddy, back like I never left it;
early or later I was destined to
come and give back to the ancient spirit
of calm, clean, contented and fiercest you:
I mean me, I meant "History" in quotes,
and capitals, chattel, cattle and fees,
charged against us people without votes,
till we one day channel those holy seas:
I mean See, steeled in velvet waves like tongues,
which ensconce our  weakness in rhetoric,
washing away the golden ladder's rungs,
kissing goodbye dark thoughts unhistoric:
I can feel this passion flow in ripples;
catch a wave before your bloodline triples.

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