Poem - I Waves Without The Intention
I
waves
without
the intention
with
the poisonous
rumor
all
apprehends
fast
the luminous
heaven
speeds
nervously
inquisitively
for
the race
I
fits
whichever
encourages
some
reads
near
the star
waves
without
the intention
with
the poisonous
rumor
all
apprehends
fast
the luminous
heaven
speeds
nervously
inquisitively
for
the race
I
fits
whichever
encourages
some
reads
near
the star
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