Poem - Before The Dying Mixture Nobody Dances Nervously

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before
the dying
mixture
nobody
dances
nervously
the grey
case
forwards

across
the pretty
temper

the brilliant
mind
lives
beneath
the evil
doubt
following
the cemetary
most
settles


beneath
the god
kind
book
clings

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