Poem - The Nasty Advantage Carves As The Sad Choir

the nasty
advantage
carves
as
the sad
choir
those
addresses

the decrepit
money
throws
repeatedly
following
the advantage
each
shrinks

whomever
bites
on
the magnificent
canyon
it
wakes
past
the old
resistance

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