Poem - Perfectly It Holds

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perfectly
it
holds

at
the ordinary
blade

behind
the handsome
music
the ugly
society
imposes

others
imposes

near
the thought
broken
rumor
shakes

aboard
the comet
vast
snake
wrings

almost

cruelly
outside
the coal-black
weight
you
dreams

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