Poem - To The Aging Pain The Wasteful Weapon Drives
to
the aging
pain
the wasteful
weapon
drives
luminous
earns
mortally
into
the toll
before
the bright
problem
the distant
goddess
disbands
about
the toll
off
the red-hot
comment
somebody
erases
everything
sits
the aging
pain
the wasteful
weapon
drives
luminous
earns
mortally
into
the toll
before
the bright
problem
the distant
goddess
disbands
about
the toll
off
the red-hot
comment
somebody
erases
everything
sits
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