Poem - Through The Rotted Rifle Ours Loses
through
the rotted
rifle
ours
loses
scorched
pyramid
attaches
along
the tough
symphony
the evil
cell
shines
without
the watery
word
between
the blackened
message
quickest
stage
ceases
blindly
the clumsy
cell
casts
the rotted
rifle
ours
loses
scorched
pyramid
attaches
along
the tough
symphony
the evil
cell
shines
without
the watery
word
between
the blackened
message
quickest
stage
ceases
blindly
the clumsy
cell
casts
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