Specificity will end 
the road less gaveled
just icy mend
society unraveled

history's story
complexity fiction
imagination's gory
convexity friction

lenses are ground
to skies that were breaded
crunchy resound
a hearing slept headed

on top of the house
a creeping vine stricture
birding to grouse
watching the mixture.

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