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emergence

Not sure, to most, it’d make or matter...


Not sure, to most, it’d make or matter,
     ‘Midst the clank n’ clatter
           Of larnyxless chatter;
             But if it ain’t about
              A lug on the ladder
             Of meaningful emergence
           From despondency—
       Then, please forgive me,
It’s a sigh on my existential exigency.


—for my Nonner


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