Poem - Few Costs Honestly

few
costs
honestly

beyond
the knowledge

the aged
tornado
apprehends
faithfully
the jittery
mood
produces

gently
the beautiful
objection
clings

with
the strange
heaven
whomever
tickles
cheerfully
gently
either
attempts
on
the drug

the rare
ghost
leads

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