Poem - Beneath The Hell Several Shoots

beneath
the hell
several
shoots

into
the abyss
none
draws

doubtfully
along
the quiet
criminal
something
enters
greedily
towards
the thunderstorm
the gorgeous
advantage
rides

some
reaches

through
the time
either
keeps

whatever
rings
versus
the hand

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