Poem - The Old Ghost Forgives Boastfully Through The White-hot Cloud

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the old
ghost
forgives
boastfully
through
the white-hot
cloud
the vacuous
cloud
finds
politely

it
plans
from
the sun
everyone
raises



whoever
swallows
the body
any
shoots
happily
underneath
the snake
others
celebrates

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