I’m leaving the Tower of Babel.

We shake our fists and throw up our hands,

Bellow and shriek to waken the damned,

Hedged round by sound, each soul a faction-

Drown in inchoate echoes or 

Flee to put love in action?

I’m leaving the Tower of Babel.

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