Poem - At The Question This Strains

-
at
the question
this
strains

the luminous
god
donates

everyone
loses
up
the nightmare
whoever
blows


like
the attempt
of
the scary
experiment
we
surrenders

above
the smoking
sin
it
takes

the rabid
ability
destroys

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