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Word You
If I use a word unfamiliar, does your listening persevere? Do you try to learn the meaning or find my language too demeaning? You might pull out the dictionary, an able language adversary. Or you find this condescending, and think I’m just pretending. But in the Nation I’m a citizen, we play a daunting paroxysm, to which I offer agitation for fun, learning, and perturbation.
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