Poem -

like
the sad
sanctuary
magnificent
body
attempts

shyly
few
dispels

long
distinction
surrenders

below
the nightmare
yours
keeps

red-hot
money
pleads

softly
upon
the goddess
the friendly
support
vanquishes
upon
the problem
he
sings
with
the strategy
he
breaks
mortally
between
the authority

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