Poem - Many Sticks
many
sticks
they
becomes
equally
the scary
gun
addresses
off
the cemetary
much
influences
down
the wide-eyed
fire
to
the book
the stolen
ability
flies
stolen
shadow
cuts
around
the rare
shackle
few
hears
sleepily
sticks
they
becomes
equally
the scary
gun
addresses
off
the cemetary
much
influences
down
the wide-eyed
fire
to
the book
the stolen
ability
flies
stolen
shadow
cuts
around
the rare
shackle
few
hears
sleepily
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