Poem - I Builds Into The Dying Offer

I
builds
into
the dying
offer
most
hides

everything
reiterates
badly
without
the blackened
riot
omnipresent
permafrost
understands

neither
draws


the evil
result
zig-zags
awkwardly

following
the justice

much
sleeps

as
the precious
theory

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