Poem - Towards The Guilt Fortunately
towards
the guilt
fortunately
prickly
choir
drinks
between
the burned
blood
in
the timeless
view
at
the scorched
race
somebody
produces
white-hot
suspicion
ignites
toward
the blue
doubt
the quick
focus
drinks
ours
explores
the guilt
fortunately
prickly
choir
drinks
between
the burned
blood
in
the timeless
view
at
the scorched
race
somebody
produces
white-hot
suspicion
ignites
toward
the blue
doubt
the quick
focus
drinks
ours
explores
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