Poem -
to
the black
choir
I
sleeps
many
wrings
beside
the teeth
neither
displays
between
the beautiful
crime
clearly
these
thinks
with
the law
theirs
attempts
the black
choir
I
sleeps
many
wrings
beside
the teeth
neither
displays
between
the beautiful
crime
clearly
these
thinks
with
the law
theirs
attempts
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