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Resonant phrase aligns.

Mystic fire sprites manifest,

call to neural chambers: “Come to play!”

Sparkling children fashion effervescent flares.

Innocence against random nightscape

extols, reveres.

Humbles savants with unknown unknowns.

Nascent moment flown, eyes carry amazement,

enticed by fun, perhaps an epiphany or two.

Inner ears

merrily engage, swept up in daring code.

Intimacy, kindling as heady lyric,

spreads, ignites.

Muse lit lanterns take wing,

illuminate eternity.

Incite.

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It’s a feeling that captures me, rather than specific words or theme

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Walt Whitman, Emily Dickinson, Pablo Neruda, Sylvia Plath, Fernando Pessoa, Anaïs Nin, Vladimir Mayakovsky... Florbela Espanca and so on.

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A rehearsal of emotions and rhythm

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