Poem - The Aged Medicine Grinds

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the aged
medicine
grinds

round
the punishment
dizzy
forest
loses

the frail
retaliation
lends
cheerfully

across
the sin
the secret
pride
places

slowly
watery
rainstorm
thinks
unlike
the offer
the eclipsed
serves

whomever
individualizes

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