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For us nightingales

in an age of antecedent attention
adoration for the weak    
penchant for the at ease      
you arise    
you walk with grace    
across burning coals    
craving to feel the heat    
     
vehement with rhetoric meetings    
banished to breathe      
the defiance of the devil    
the here and the now    
   
into our ashes    
you sing    
to all us suffering nightingales    
as we nurse from your teat  
     
sliced through our banished wounds    
slit up amid the fear    
curling into every empty cavity  
lost in (the) spaces {of our mind}  
one virtuous note at a time    
     
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