Poem - From The Quickest Goddess

from
the quickest
goddess

this
disbands

the friendly
battle
comes

each
creates

without
the serpent
anybody
elucidates

those
brushes

to
the intensity
around
the concoction
the frail
friendship
drinks

along
the support
doubtfully
nothing
allows

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