Poem - Round The Burned Sin

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round
the burned
sin
the old
question
falls
over
the deceitful
nightmare
sadly
gorgeous
fight
hears
round
the grey
nightmare
repeatedly
nothing
notifies

suspiciously

outside
the strange
limit
everything
achieves

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