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More precious, for an ounce, than gold, Some filaments, sprinkled on ice, (Its destination: brothy rice) The flower blooms twice: once warm, then cold. The water melts, as what once flowered, Combined: a soft, reflecting pool To be absorbed, and then devoured, Then trickled out as orange drool. Millenia used
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Meaning’s mean mien’s what usage used to be. Denotation once notarized notable Notes: mark! No tarry! Know that meaning now! Defining diction’s finished, finally; Only dicks dictate these days. Saussure’s soup, Loose aeropressure superaqua shows Spoken spokes of speech’s wheel (structured spikes) Are not constructed
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She spoke the words I was about to speak! And far from jealousy I marvel that Another mind and mine could work upon The very same celestial document; We’ve spent so many hours in an exchange Of thoughts and sentiments alien to one But perfectly familiar to the first
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The rising sun, which breaks across the sheaves, Adds liquid gold to grain, and shatters dew To steam, which rising curls about the eaves, Whom from the sun receive old shadows new. To greet the light, attendants in the leaves Shift feathers, stretch their beaks, these first, the few Cast