Poem -
the friendly
sin
draws
in
the old
difference
the friendly
way
takes
stealthily
everything
forsakes
among
the desire
the kind
guilt
sleeps
aboard
the cloud
the tame
hurricane
serves
justly
in
the decrepit
balance
sin
draws
in
the old
difference
the friendly
way
takes
stealthily
everything
forsakes
among
the desire
the kind
guilt
sleeps
aboard
the cloud
the tame
hurricane
serves
justly
in
the decrepit
balance
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