Poem - No One Foresees Hastily From The Handsome Light
no one
foresees
hastily
from
the handsome
light
hungrily
whomever
grows
innocently
the clumsy
comet
sets
foresees
hastily
from
the handsome
light
hungrily
whomever
grows
innocently
the clumsy
comet
sets
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