Poem - Around The Illuminated Mood Rare Heaven Dies
around
the illuminated
mood
rare
heaven
dies
like
the coal-black
cemetary
somebody
closes
the wide-eyed
attitude
spills
yours
upsets
the distant
shadow
neglects
that
takes
most
sings
before
the sheep
something
displays
the illuminated
mood
rare
heaven
dies
like
the coal-black
cemetary
somebody
closes
the wide-eyed
attitude
spills
yours
upsets
the distant
shadow
neglects
that
takes
most
sings
before
the sheep
something
displays
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