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untitled (suggestions wanted) (Free verse) by Don-Quixote
I. In youth we whimper, fearing the night owl; turn pubescent and roar. Subdued we still growl, having learned the lore; seek silence to then wither. II. Each separate life is part of an ageless symphony; we transpose and form the glissando. Melodic when united, alone a sharp cacophony; born like thunder and then diminuendo.

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