Poem - To The Old Experiment Eternal Rifle Cuts

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to
the old
experiment
eternal
rifle
cuts

lazily
shyly

the new
earthquake
rings

gracefully

the breathing
curse
sings

in
the mighty
storm
the blazing
word
knows

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