Your heart house the grit and the guts,
But you aren't ready to respond tooth for tooth
Africa told me you are combative And stubborn
But you instead coil yourself into a rag
...
The Thrill came slowly like a Boom for
Centuries delayed
Its fitness growing like the Flood
In sumptuous solitude-
The desolations only missed
While Rapture changed its Dress
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