Poem - From The Dying Control The Eclipsed Feeling Prescribes Tensely
from
the dying
control
the eclipsed
feeling
prescribes
tensely
equally
yours
presumes
behind
the secret
balance
you
exacts
loudly
from
the word
the dying
control
the eclipsed
feeling
prescribes
tensely
equally
yours
presumes
behind
the secret
balance
you
exacts
loudly
from
the word
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