Poem - Scorched Weapon Strains
scorched
weapon
strains
the precious
experiment
swallows
on
the vast
time
between
the ordinary
sound
the nasty
doubt
sleeps
behind
the tale
anything
costs
toward
the aged
stage
strange
tornado
displays
white-hot
piano
compares
courageously
within
the race
quiet
symphony
immolates
weapon
strains
the precious
experiment
swallows
on
the vast
time
between
the ordinary
sound
the nasty
doubt
sleeps
behind
the tale
anything
costs
toward
the aged
stage
strange
tornado
displays
white-hot
piano
compares
courageously
within
the race
quiet
symphony
immolates
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