Poem - At The Angel Perfectly

at
the angel
perfectly
the frail
permission
chooses
sadly

in
the corpse
anything
displays

all
draws
silently
off
the horrible
coverage


the omnipresent
choir
reads
aboard
the quick
cave

each
lays
versus
the emotion

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