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Pantoum to Music

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I stand in awe, as i’ twere

What is more, stands in their minds


Of the awesome blockade;

The wall; in eloquent felicity of a grown mother



What is more, stands in their minds;

The wall; in primal necessity;


She brings down an ax, to cut the soul(less) chord

I would say mine is e-minor


The wall; in primal necessity;


I would say hers is thrice major

And allots a killing allegro


The wall; in primal necessities…


I would say hers is thrice major;


She brings down an ax, cuts through the rhythm;
And starts the killing allegro


I choke out the rhythm; e-minor



She cracks the harmony, cuts through the chords

I falter on rhythm; e-minor


And she starts the killing allegro;

I fall in awe, as it is





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