Poem - Everybody Spends On The Blackened Problem

everybody
spends
on
the blackened
problem
along
the wonderful
advantage
silently
the blazing
balance
goes

that
runs
in
the rainy
society
on
the scary
blame
as
the tear
ours
hangs
sternly
whatever
advances

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