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the earnest flower of hinterland

can we escape this

       dystopian land?

if only touching hands

      would help this dreamland

most of us have planned

      for the morrow

though we still misunderstand

      the earnest flower of hinterland—

consensus of hyssops

don't interpret me,

language of false complaisance;

for we are humans

whether you like me or not,

to say you do is just fake—