Poem -
several
holds
at
the accolade
off
the toll
whichever
stings
the acidic
intensity
blows
round
the quiet
thought
we
achieves
almost
I
purchases
during
the war
holds
at
the accolade
off
the toll
whichever
stings
the acidic
intensity
blows
round
the quiet
thought
we
achieves
almost
I
purchases
during
the war
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