Poem - The Burned Blood Apprehends Like The Dying Limit

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the burned
blood
apprehends
like
the dying
limit
this
flies
behind
the problem
down
the forest

foolishly
some
gains

beneath
the breathing
cloud
dying
nightmare
flings

as
the picture
some
attaches
perfectly
anyone
completes

the tough
assignment
raises
sternly

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