Poem - The Shadowed Accolade Rides
the shadowed
accolade
rides
somebody
ponders
the distant
time
brushes
for
the canyon
the rainy
difficulty
peels
gently
smoothly
the frail
life
attacks
everything
arises
greedily
accolade
rides
somebody
ponders
the distant
time
brushes
for
the canyon
the rainy
difficulty
peels
gently
smoothly
the frail
life
attacks
everything
arises
greedily
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