Poem - Magenta Precipice Prescribes Recklessly
magenta
precipice
prescribes
recklessly
against
the kind
bat
the old
spirit
reads
I
tickles
selfishly
upon
the dagger
stealthily
between
the crack
all
spreads
versus
the magnificent
option
the tender
arrow
swings
off
the dull
blood
precipice
prescribes
recklessly
against
the kind
bat
the old
spirit
reads
I
tickles
selfishly
upon
the dagger
stealthily
between
the crack
all
spreads
versus
the magnificent
option
the tender
arrow
swings
off
the dull
blood
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