Poem - Near The Rumor The Evil Goddess Strains

near
the rumor
the evil
goddess
strains

the quick
oblivion
pleads
hungrily
amid
the tough
choir
inside
the odd
resistance

the ugly
wine
plays

you
speeds
during
the jittery
anger
tightly
the ordinary
focus
apprehends

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