Poem - Nothing Lays
nothing
lays
black
chance
thinks
through
the jungle
no one
produces
the crazy
oblivion
carves
courageously
outside
the magenta
potential
the horrible
view
advances
softly
lays
black
chance
thinks
through
the jungle
no one
produces
the crazy
oblivion
carves
courageously
outside
the magenta
potential
the horrible
view
advances
softly
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