Poem - It Bites

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it
bites

the old
witch
dies
suspiciously

several
suffers
round
the quick
goddess
the timeless
sanctuary
proves

everybody
takes

the omnipresent
dune
finds
solemnly

the venomous
crime
watches
amid
the problem

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