Poem - Whatever Goes
whatever
goes
round
the bad
life
the friendly
word
pays
the breathing
pain
relieves
as
the nasty
independence
wasteful
abyss
grinds
black
dune
runs
the secret
calm
goes
round
the bad
life
the friendly
word
pays
the breathing
pain
relieves
as
the nasty
independence
wasteful
abyss
grinds
black
dune
runs
the secret
calm
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