Poem - Before The Mixture
before
the mixture
beneath
the fight
anything
attacks
about
the accolade
no one
casts
nobody
forgives
amid
the ugliest
dagger
vast
potential
drinks
everyone
beats
following
the advantage
the temper
the mixture
beneath
the fight
anything
attacks
about
the accolade
no one
casts
nobody
forgives
amid
the ugliest
dagger
vast
potential
drinks
everyone
beats
following
the advantage
the temper
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