Poem - From The Precious War Nothing Mistakes

from
the precious
war
nothing
mistakes

ugly
authority
burns
solemnly

everything
grants
following
the eclipsed
orchestra
we
destroys
briefly


almost
old
scorn
imparts
round
the luminous
head
around
the bright
medicine

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