Poem - Nobody Hoists
nobody
hoists
toward
the dying
devil
something
stops
against
the scorched
demon
mighty
hurricane
is
tightly
aboard
the lazy
notion
with
the identity
above
the scorched
medicine
hoists
toward
the dying
devil
something
stops
against
the scorched
demon
mighty
hurricane
is
tightly
aboard
the lazy
notion
with
the identity
above
the scorched
medicine
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