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A Rebuttal

I don't feel the momentum of this debate 11
of three minds in one sun and of the same 10
debate of four minds of a pompous. You can 11
not unlit how a word is written in 10

beautiful writ. You can not unmask your hard 11
herald. You can however untouch what 10

the opposed demand. It is how an anti- 11
torque works with words. And by the way you start 10

crumpling in that scent of villa the headless 11
songs of all sophisticates, you transform 10

the words not in to a thing but into this 11
nothing. I do not feel this momentum. 10

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