The Beats are the rebels of old

Look at the rebels of old,

of their joys and pain,

GRASP their sensory

EMBRACE 

CARESS their views.

It's why we're here.

a foundation

CHURNING

DISCERNING

the entities of a menacing suppressor.

FEEL before it's too late,

FEEL now,

FEEL.

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