Poem - For The Old Rifle Whomever Slides

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for
the old
rifle
whomever
slides

the beautiful
door
closes

the long
message
resolves
behind
the new
spirit
that
draws
wearily
neither
pontificates

something
takes

watery
emotion
achieves

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