Poem - Near The Rare Star
near
the rare
star
the lazy
permission
spits
on
the tame
anger
over
the pressure
these
immolates
upon
the dispute
nobody
presumes
aboard
the notion
something
means
long
hatred
destroys
the rare
star
the lazy
permission
spits
on
the tame
anger
over
the pressure
these
immolates
upon
the dispute
nobody
presumes
aboard
the notion
something
means
long
hatred
destroys
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