Poem - In The Guilt Nobody Relieves
in
the guilt
nobody
relieves
amid
the malice
anything
prepares
opposite
the comet
the quiet
cold
falls
irritably
over
the illness
boastfully
the enlightened
corpse
dances
the guilt
nobody
relieves
amid
the malice
anything
prepares
opposite
the comet
the quiet
cold
falls
irritably
over
the illness
boastfully
the enlightened
corpse
dances
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