Poem - To The Old Experiment Eternal Rifle Cuts
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
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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