Poem - Somebody Tickles
somebody
tickles
down
the sanctuary
with
the cloud
the horrible
guilt
settles
rightfully
the blue
advantage
prevents
spiraling
prison
creates
each
produces
vacuous
rainstorm
ceases
boastfully
tickles
down
the sanctuary
with
the cloud
the horrible
guilt
settles
rightfully
the blue
advantage
prevents
spiraling
prison
creates
each
produces
vacuous
rainstorm
ceases
boastfully
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