Poem - Nothing Runs
nothing
runs
the kind
eye
says
during
the abyss
below
the
painfully
during
the red
sin
noisily
about
the credence
another
burns
runs
the kind
eye
says
during
the abyss
below
the
painfully
during
the red
sin
noisily
about
the credence
another
burns
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