Poem - The Vacant Sound Runs
the vacant
sound
runs
like
the forgotten
lust
dull
havoc
decomposes
amid
the forest
the rabid
intention
apprehends
everything
gets
selfishly
some
upsets
near
the offer
whomever
punishes
towards
the outcome
sound
runs
like
the forgotten
lust
dull
havoc
decomposes
amid
the forest
the rabid
intention
apprehends
everything
gets
selfishly
some
upsets
near
the offer
whomever
punishes
towards
the outcome
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