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The poet redirected my likeness.

She said, "Not his decadence, which is a question."

"Time," she said, declining his epidemic.

                                              As if serrated,

initiatives lost modernity: aura reared up

although bracketing pages in comparative matters.

                                                           "What time is it?"

                                                                                "Perspectivism."

Which is a question.

                       As if serrated,

"as if" bracketing pages.

And time again, the timing of a wrecking ball—

                                                      Which is an overture.