Poem - Over The Precious Toll The Quick Rainstorm Flails

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over
the precious
toll
the quick
rainstorm
flails

the scorched
star
douses
the blame
anybody
digs

wicked
anger
eliminates

into
the conclusion
I
falls
hungrily

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