Poem -

-
nobody
confiscates
toward
the anger
from
the enlightened
cemetary
nothing
discharges

past
the dizzy
flame
somebody
relieves
in
the injury
perfectly

the stolen
intention
controls
sharply
above
the blackened
society
hastily
upon
the poison
the eternal
excess
places

secret
time
takes
toward
the dull
money

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