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Old Unrefined Material Writing in the dark night,
He could only think--
When he was alone--
On what to write next.
Completed at last;
An equation for the max--
For speed, and power--
She was quite satisfied.
He spoke to the crowd--
Only did they not know;
He was nervous in a single--
conversation; still he moved them.
She saw all things;
And that is what she did;
Knowing well--
Painting them into forever.
World champion he is--
Fighter of such skill--
Just the right spot--
Nothing impossible in his space.
She charmed everyone she met--
Thinking she'd do great in a speech--
She broke down--
Shaking uncontrollably.
And forever,
There is infinite stories--
I couldn't tell you all--
There is to know.
