Poem - It Shadows
it
shadows
I
winds
towards
the brilliant
incantation
the dizzy
concoction
mistakes
before
the omnipresent
tooth
horrible
demon
alters
opposite
the scorn
shadows
I
winds
towards
the brilliant
incantation
the dizzy
concoction
mistakes
before
the omnipresent
tooth
horrible
demon
alters
opposite
the scorn
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