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Status: In Progress  |  Genre: Poetry  |  No Houses

 I held a congress, according to the directions of this municipality,

voting upon the inflection of my own audible immortality,

when the vote tally was counted, becoming exposed,

spoken from a pendulumatic podium,

swaying one way, then the other,

all answered, with a nod.

The verdict;



Submitted: December 31, 2017

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Excellent words, Doc, and well-planned to give that visual effect!

Sun, December 31st, 2017 6:02pm


Yeah, it has a nice shape to it :D Thanks for noticing that !
Thank you Hully :D

Sun, December 31st, 2017 4:56pm

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