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Monday, February 4, 2013

Maestro

By Phil Rosie Gioldasis
A scout an hiss unsaluted an covey.
Without and in the open air amusing.
A sonant a tone of musical speech.
Relinquishing an sweeping away virtue.
A restoration impenetrable an imuned.
Ultimate of an for supreme a symposium
Of sounds in this of what is good.
A will that of no other will.
And a certificate of unseen truth.
And that like walls great and small.
And of fear which it brings imminent.
For he is judgment a gallant a man..
Of good in which destruction brings.
Wars past small and great extensive.
The sounds the keys a cause imploring.
An perfect they not be to inflect.
Destruction be not my own to dislike.
For it bring me not perfection extol

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