divided we fall...forward

a century's rhyme
 -or-
BV-PAR-W

it got a lil heady, i'm not gonna lie. there were misdirections, indiscretions,

recriminations...basically a lot of 'tions' pronounced as 'shuns;' huh, imitation.

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per a sequin, i got bedazzled; it was a visual lie. there were questions, but fellating

those suggestions, like uncertain capitalizations, revealed a ribald consideration: a

limitation.

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all wildly theoretical, of course; simply a submission.