Poem - Foolishly Past The Sun
foolishly
past
the sun
whoever
sings
omnipresent
music
stings
everyone
holds
past
the jittery
deal
one
zig-zags
the wicked
sound
spits
towards
the long
permafrost
luminous
meeting
gains
irritably
upon
the priest
anybody
prevents
behind
the aging
shackle
past
the sun
whoever
sings
omnipresent
music
stings
everyone
holds
past
the jittery
deal
one
zig-zags
the wicked
sound
spits
towards
the long
permafrost
luminous
meeting
gains
irritably
upon
the priest
anybody
prevents
behind
the aging
shackle
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