Poem -
pretty
blood
hoists
into
the better
hair
hastily
we
slumbers
down
the secret
plan
we
questions
off
the light
aged
evidence
celebrates
past
the sound
blood
hoists
into
the better
hair
hastily
we
slumbers
down
the secret
plan
we
questions
off
the light
aged
evidence
celebrates
past
the sound
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