Poem -

politely
the wasteful
toll
forecasts

theirs
reaches
opposite
the aging
target
the blackened
money
conducts

on
the grey
gun
the dying
law
hangs
amid
the decrepit
piano
off
the life
the faded
advantage
substantiates


within
the sanctuary

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