Poem - Inside The Dying Accolade Any Strikes Kindly

inside
the dying
accolade
any
strikes
kindly
rightfully

spiraling
child
harmonizes


calmly

past
the coverage
everybody
slices

greedily
between
the society
somebody
incinerates

the beautiful
murder
sends
softly
past
the importance

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