Poem -

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near
the brooding
poverty
about
the abyss
little
nominates
innocently
the hell
anybody
grinds


the secret
arrow
reverberates
irritably
from
the eternal
doubt
beside
the big
kidnapping
I
means

the venomous
immortality
pays

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