Poem -
the horrible
mind
shrinks
like
the blackened
rifle
old
friction
tastes
with
the white-hot
brain
the rotted
poverty
discharges
we
following
the dull
word
mind
shrinks
like
the blackened
rifle
old
friction
tastes
with
the white-hot
brain
the rotted
poverty
discharges
we
following
the dull
word
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