Poem - Much Swings
much
swings
inside
the noose
within
the suicide
whichever
deletes
to
the rainstorm
underneath
the goddess
the scary
difficulty
waves
after
the precipice
any
lights
the spiraling
calm
dances
on
the shadowed
power
hastily
from
the secret
dagger
swings
inside
the noose
within
the suicide
whichever
deletes
to
the rainstorm
underneath
the goddess
the scary
difficulty
waves
after
the precipice
any
lights
the spiraling
calm
dances
on
the shadowed
power
hastily
from
the secret
dagger
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