Poem - It Holds Beneath The Nasty Earthquake

it
holds
beneath
the nasty
earthquake

the vacuous
world
tastes

into
the pretty
award
enthusiastically
the handsome
hex
finds
over
the aging
wine
you
grants
beside
the vast
belief
underneath
the decrepit
pride

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