Poem - The Stolen Question Attaches Perfectly Along The Forest

the stolen
question
attaches
perfectly
along
the forest
better
concoction
suffers

nothing
sets

something
achieves
cruelly
beyond
the quickest

of
the magnificent
intention
the wide-eyed
cemetary
rots

about
the

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