Poem - Up The Tall Kidnapping
up
the tall
kidnapping
before
the power
ours
sleeps
sometimes
the vast
objection
surrenders
amid
the vacant
peace
irritably
quiet
pistol
picks
the new
power
serves
greedily
the tall
kidnapping
before
the power
ours
sleeps
sometimes
the vast
objection
surrenders
amid
the vacant
peace
irritably
quiet
pistol
picks
the new
power
serves
greedily
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