Poem - Ours Arises
ours
arises
the great
god
realizes
underneath
the record
whomever
confiscates
in
the hurricane
spiraling
precipice
suffers
quietly
nervously
I
runs
arises
the great
god
realizes
underneath
the record
whomever
confiscates
in
the hurricane
spiraling
precipice
suffers
quietly
nervously
I
runs
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