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Before I soar, starward, to my final destination,

before I enter that Heavenly and sacred

site, I must put away my aggravation

which, when expressed, sounds too much like hatred.

The envoy of the enemy

proceeds with subtle perfidy

through insinuation

into the conversation

of a better company;

and through rank imitation

which attaches like shackle and fetter

to that which is far better

than stacks of cacophony.

Today, in this eleventh hour, I shall cast

the foe-caused irritation

into the murk of the past;

for the foe's unsubstantial presence

is like an after-dinner fart's evanescence.

Starward