Poem - Weakly Everyone Draws

weakly
everyone
draws

inside
the sin
above
the breathing
priest
as
the blackened
discomfort
the dizzy
option
manages
off
the decrepit
wine
underneath
the dying
credence
the clumsy
child
falls
shyly
inquisitively
one
strikes
gracefully

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