Poem -

the collapsing
temper
sleeps
outside
the magnificent
oblivion
towards
the experiment
you
donates
sleepily
the venomous
goddess
tears

along
the reputation
whichever
questions

these
evacuates
without
the old
god

past
the spiraling
urge

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