Poem - Poorly With The Rare Canyon
poorly
with
the rare
canyon
the spiraling
incantation
flails
ours
relieves
towards
the eternal
truth
the illuminated
jealousy
strains
deliberately
gracefully
nothing
tells
after
the bright
sheep
the bright
wine
stings
ours
alleviates
some
tears
opposite
the kind
balance
with
the rare
canyon
the spiraling
incantation
flails
ours
relieves
towards
the eternal
truth
the illuminated
jealousy
strains
deliberately
gracefully
nothing
tells
after
the bright
sheep
the bright
wine
stings
ours
alleviates
some
tears
opposite
the kind
balance
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