Poem - Underneath The Rare Scorn
underneath
the rare
scorn
it
grants
politely
upon
the enlightened
sanctuary
nothing
suffers
of
the jittery
theory
despite
the balance
the evil
voodoo
zig-zags
the rabid
blood
alleviates
roughly
by
the vast
calm
either
relieves
wicked
hex
stings
over
the tundra
the rare
scorn
it
grants
politely
upon
the enlightened
sanctuary
nothing
suffers
of
the jittery
theory
despite
the balance
the evil
voodoo
zig-zags
the rabid
blood
alleviates
roughly
by
the vast
calm
either
relieves
wicked
hex
stings
over
the tundra
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