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title: "A Poem About Words"
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date: 2008-04-21T15:18:00Z
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tags: []
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topics: ["philosophy", "poetry", "language"]
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image: img/castle.jpg
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draft: false
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---
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A short free-flow poem I wrote a long, long time ago:
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> ```
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> Words beg their commission from a hidden king, whose graces they resent.
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> Emissaries, soldiers, courtiers, troubadours, and priests,
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> they are sent forth from his castle to bid the world take heed of him.
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> For without their tireless march,
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> the master would suffer alone
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> in his windowless tower,
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> dark, brooding,
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> and voiceless.
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> But without his strength,
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> those flickering lights of mirrored meaning
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> would themselves go dark.
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> ```
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