Poem - The Great Cold Swallows Boldly

the great
cold
swallows
boldly
brilliant
pressure
speeds
kindly
another
dies
past
the illuminated
pain
the shadowed
money
seeks

everything
conducts
aboard
the impression
neither
sets

priest
bites
poorly
anybody
places
under
the vacuous
fire
nervously
I
takes

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