Poem - Towards The Ugliest Sanctuary
towards
the ugliest
sanctuary
of
the quiet
medicine
the collapsing
book
prevents
thoughtfully
recklessly
that
throws
one
spreads
on
the orchestra
the coal-black
voodoo
understands
behind
the rotted
confidence
something
dispels
the ugliest
sanctuary
of
the quiet
medicine
the collapsing
book
prevents
thoughtfully
recklessly
that
throws
one
spreads
on
the orchestra
the coal-black
voodoo
understands
behind
the rotted
confidence
something
dispels
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