Poem - Few Sits

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few
sits

odd
concoction
shadows
along
the quiet
peace
the rotted
noose
changes

prickly
evidence
sings

little
chooses

dispute
shrinks
softly


like
the mighty
star
yours
strains
without
the quiet
raindrop

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