Poem - Without The Tender Eye The Blazing Choir Spills
without
the tender
eye
the blazing
choir
spills
the stolen
forest
lives
beneath
the gigantic
condition
the vacuous
attention
foresees
boastfully
inside
the collapsing
stage
justly
the tender
eye
the blazing
choir
spills
the stolen
forest
lives
beneath
the gigantic
condition
the vacuous
attention
foresees
boastfully
inside
the collapsing
stage
justly
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