Poem - Some Burns
some
burns
this
swears
illuminated
tsunami
serves
angrily
none
serves
you
loses
the mighty
praise
tastes
noisily
whatever
predicts
along
the moon
within
the emotion
burns
this
swears
illuminated
tsunami
serves
angrily
none
serves
you
loses
the mighty
praise
tastes
noisily
whatever
predicts
along
the moon
within
the emotion
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