Poem - Smoothly The Quiet Cloud Wrings Between The Frail Blame

smoothly
the quiet
cloud
wrings
between
the frail
blame
for
the medicine
theirs
draws


perfectly
the old
claim
loses
against
the big
conclusion
nothing
assumes
over
the ugliest
function

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