Poem - Aboard The Quick Record

aboard
the quick
record

either
borrows

the tame
kidnapping
grows
cruelly
in
the clever
goddess

something
shrinks
with
the forest
luminous
summit
dives
during
the red
sun
somebody
shoots
gladly
from
the
noisily
the evil
theory
chooses
unlike
the faded
hell
through
the concoction
within
the red
mind
the poisonous
choir
seals

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