Poem - Bad Forest Gains Doubtfully

bad
forest
gains
doubtfully

forgotten
stranger
gains
obediently
beneath
the frail
sheep
that
forecasts

despite
the power
the shadowed
weight
absorbs

by
the control
everybody
enters
merrily
the new
tear
strains

following
the pill
we
writes
briefly

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