Sunday, February 24, 2019

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Such sepsis as starts in such circumstances
Infects all those who settle in their stances
And will not move, despite how data dances
And shows them how they can filth leave.
Their brains grow tainted; they cannot believe
That other ways exist. They can’t perceive
That they can clean themselves of putrid flow
By learning things they don’t already know,
By learning things they thought are not just so,
But other than they had once been taught
Or had learned far less well than they had thought.
But many will not wash themselves for aught,
And so perhaps deserve gangrenous end;
Who can others from themselves defend?

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