Poem -

Rrrecite!

Alice Becomes a Prophetess

Words

coded, encoded, decoded

Without the "reader"

Only an author knows their possibilities

The reader finds a riddle

It's a pattern

Who decides the sounds

Are those arbitrary

"Follow the pattern." Says Gabriel.

None of the prophets are sure

We could just mine it out

Or step it out in a dance

Perhaps that's what the shamans were want to do

We won't know if we got it right

Until it echoes back

words

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