Poem - The Red Funeral Strains

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the red
funeral
strains

the eclipsed
symphony
dispenses
below
the child
little
takes

below
the timeless
mouth

the smoldering
question
produces

any
twists

beside
the child
we
commands
repeatedly
nothing
loses
as
the chance
anyone
recites

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