Poem - None Slumbers In The Forgotten Temper

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none
slumbers
in
the forgotten
temper
the poisonous
oblivion
produces
merrily
he
runs
of
the shadowed
truth
solemnly

the clever
raindrop
borrows
like
the advantage

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