Poem - Scorched Society Leads On The Jittery Nightmare
scorched
society
leads
on
the jittery
nightmare
jittery
moon
bites
she
commands
shrilly
inside
the white-hot
dune
we
tells
without
the finding
society
leads
on
the jittery
nightmare
jittery
moon
bites
she
commands
shrilly
inside
the white-hot
dune
we
tells
without
the finding
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