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The Earth's got a firelit navel
hidden in darkness revealed in the light
spreading wings over the Tower of Babel
torn down in ashes that it may grow
bespoken by silence that it may know
the joys of speech when all sounds reach
the highest point in all the wordles
the joys of speech when all sounds reach
the joints of crosswords over the hurdles
poem
by
Miroslava Odalovic
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