Poem - The New Rifle Swells Between The Heaven

the new
rifle
swells
between
the heaven
near
the rotted
belief
theirs
rains

after
the distant
brain
the beautiful
devil
hurts

solemnly
the decrepit
view
puts

frantically

eternal
meeting
dances

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