tear it up tear it down
Just on the edge, on the cusp, on the boundary; so too do the razors lie, feeling courageous and enigmatic simultaneously - chomping at the bit in an anxiety that is both welcome and chagrined. "Celebrate insolence!" they cry out, but those who can hear do not listen. It is with less dismay then fervence that the epitome displays the truth. Keep an eye on it lest it fades away.
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I'll keep my ear to the ground, if it's all the same to you.
And I'll hold my finger to the wind.
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