I apprehend
I grasp
I perceived
I seize
We lull
I hush
The stillness
The taciturnity
I absolve
We acquit
They condone
They exonerate
As we build
To the firm
We found
To the undaunted
It is ambiguous
Its enigmatic form
The evasion
Was an epoch
Dunce!
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