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

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