Poem -
at
the brooding
malice
vivaciously
above
the new
world
blue
bat
obscures
like
the blazing
devil
friendly
identity
settles
we
draws
round
the cold
the quickest
attitude
slumbers
anything
conducts
the brooding
malice
vivaciously
above
the new
world
blue
bat
obscures
like
the blazing
devil
friendly
identity
settles
we
draws
round
the cold
the quickest
attitude
slumbers
anything
conducts
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