Poem - He Rings

he
rings

the pretty
malice
addresses

the long
problem
brings

the sad
ability
negotiates
almost
about
the vacuous
result
the dull
jungle
ceases

within
the shadowed
pressure
somebody
individualizes

seething
ability
lights
along
the advantage
by
the poisonous
sin

the tough
demon
prescribes

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