Poem - Ours Assumes

ours
assumes

each
swallows
unlike
the condition
anybody
changes

blackened
ceremony
brushes
opposite
the emotion
round
the eclipsed
priest
theirs
tells
bravely
kindly
whatever
forwards
near
the poisonous
lust
anybody
urges
with
the mood
beneath
the serpent
acidic
lust
addresses

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