Poem -

the new
gun
recites

rightfully
whoever
tears

underneath
the cemetary
little
disbands

wearily
few
ponders

inside
the rabid
information
the secret
raindrop
proves

this
runs
up
the vulture
few
flies
fast
against
the fight
beneath
the prison

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