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victim-of-convenience:

To the lovers, the poets
the meek and the bold
whose tongues speak in cadence
the language of old
Places marked with heartstrings
torn at the fold
Prosodical penance
for sins not yet told

You fashioned of memories
steeped in the scorn
of turncoats and traitors
The lost and lovelorn
the sad and…

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