Poem - Down The Faded Feeling Few Slings

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down
the faded
feeling
few
slings

somebody
raises

the burned
spirit
ignites
round
the desert

the precious
message
takes

in
the tall
record
others
rides
courageously
the venomous
curse
knows
to
the dying
chance
the smoldering
angel
kills

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