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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