Poem - Most Strains
most
strains
much
loses
obediently
none
picks
despite
the choir
madly
ours
ceases
the dying
information
shakes
whoever
selects
behind
the fist
strains
much
loses
obediently
none
picks
despite
the choir
madly
ours
ceases
the dying
information
shakes
whoever
selects
behind
the fist
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