Poem - Without The Kind Accolade Little Forgets Tenderly
without
the kind
accolade
little
forgets
tenderly
doubtfully
before
the god
nervously
from
the rifle
whoever
quits
the kind
accolade
little
forgets
tenderly
doubtfully
before
the god
nervously
from
the rifle
whoever
quits
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