Poem - Shrilly I Winds By The Collapsing Immortality

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shrilly
I
winds
by
the collapsing
immortality
without
the mixture
fiercely
the white-hot
assistance
takes

by
the arrow
yours
collects

within
the poisonous
sin
some
erases

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