NaPoWriMo Day 2:Poem based on a word featured in a tweet from Haggard Hawks

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I hear the things that are unsaid in the mussatations,
But I still have valid hesitations,
If it is the light it will be irrepressible,
Tune in to a redemptive decibal,
Hear the music? Might as well dance,
Life is fleeting, this could be your only chance,

Scrolls of chrysography all now muted
marred and mettled
Shot through a blooming field full of flowered petals,
Give me grace, give me mercy,
Walking this earth wholly innurtured and Holy

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