Poem - Nobody Flies
nobody
flies
within
the dull
excess
the prickly
jealousy
rides
of
the rotted
canyon
scorched
pressure
hoists
from
the horrible
ceremony
flies
within
the dull
excess
the prickly
jealousy
rides
of
the rotted
canyon
scorched
pressure
hoists
from
the horrible
ceremony
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