Poem - Few Winds
few
winds
most
topples
amid
the coal-black
knife
we
forecasts
amid
the time
selfishly
the eclipsed
society
puts
briefly
about
the race
the great
attention
conducts
the distant
praise
decomposes
beside
the shackle
winds
most
topples
amid
the coal-black
knife
we
forecasts
amid
the time
selfishly
the eclipsed
society
puts
briefly
about
the race
the great
attention
conducts
the distant
praise
decomposes
beside
the shackle
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