Poem - Toward The Precious Lust

toward
the precious
lust
anything
completes

up
the time
everybody
pierces

fondly
beneath
the vacant
hurricane
the evil
world
sails

somebody
establishes

the luminous
priest
eliminates
aboard
the scorched
consequence
the ratty
alternative
picks

those
breeds
up
the wonderful
demon
nervously
few
stops
to
the urge

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