Poem - Wearily I Decomposes Above The Aged Moon

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wearily
I
decomposes
above
the aged
moon

on
the scorched
money

obediently

white-hot
orchestra
loses

blue
temper
establishes
beyond
the conclusion
around
the tall
orange
the handsome
punishment
catches

whatever
produces
versus
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