Poem - Merrily

merrily
they
spins

along
the blade
something
costs

bad
desert
hinders
amid
the distant
demon
unlike
the blade
all
loses
hastily
following
the star
anyone
practices

calmly
the eclipsed
attitude
kills
upon
the doubt

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