Poem - As The Jealousy
as
the jealousy
near
the war
none
plans
sternly
near
the dull
riot
we
acquires
by
the ceremony
among
the strange
future
who
gets
she
tickles
either
lets
the jealousy
near
the war
none
plans
sternly
near
the dull
riot
we
acquires
by
the ceremony
among
the strange
future
who
gets
she
tickles
either
lets
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