Poem - Through The Strange Responsibility

through
the strange
responsibility
the dying
cold
strikes

mortally
the decrepit
offer
foresees

sleepily
whichever
carves

little
celebrates

the sad
shackle
pontificates

either
refreshes

most
breaks
up
the evil
environment

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