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4.22

andrewwalshe

Intuitive impunity
Ascribed assonance
Chances and choices
Virtues and voices
Joy lifts
We hoist this
We pay a modest fee
Attentive with the resonance
Retention
Memories of eloquence
Suspension
Self from doubt
Doors opened
We also think right through thought’s gates
Past Fiction’s
Conditions
all feebly fenced
when
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Submitted by andrewwalshe on May 12, 2022

Modified on March 05, 2023

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Scheme ABBBBBABCBCDEBBBFG
Closest metre Iambic dimeter
Characters 329
Words 59
Stanzas 1
Stanza Lengths 18
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