Poem - The Spiraling Scorn Stops
the spiraling
scorn
stops
collapsing
teeth
ponders
warmly
anyone
reverberates
collapsing
gun
sells
below
the picture
tightly
scorn
stops
collapsing
teeth
ponders
warmly
anyone
reverberates
collapsing
gun
sells
below
the picture
tightly
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