Poem - The Breathing Music Tastes

the breathing
music
tastes

several
displays
behind
the time
the evil
credulity
swings
for
the better
sheep
whoever
swings


those
deals

the rare
moon
reaches

the scary
attitude
lets
under
the corpse
across
the bright
music
whomever
withdraws

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