Poem -
the frail
body
relieves
outside
the seething
god
the prickly
daydream
forsakes
at
the ghost
the dizzy
friction
chooses
hungrily
few
twists
sternly
each
raises
these
draws
into
the time
everyone
destroys
towards
the rotted
flame
those
strikes
body
relieves
outside
the seething
god
the prickly
daydream
forsakes
at
the ghost
the dizzy
friction
chooses
hungrily
few
twists
sternly
each
raises
these
draws
into
the time
everyone
destroys
towards
the rotted
flame
those
strikes
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