Poem - The Rare Memory Shakes

the rare
memory
shakes

rare
war
sticks
like
the evil
picture
everyone
neglects

beyond
the wide-eyed
blade
the tender
credulity
destroys
following
the moon
nothing
becomes

wonderful
weapon
surpasses

either
drinks

up
the vacant
joke

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