Poem - Toward The Hell Ours Winds
toward
the hell
ours
winds
nothing
encounters
outside
the sad
hand
that
celebrates
quickest
belief
settles
distant
investigation
lies
hastily
any
leads
on
the impression
among
the scorched
pride
the hell
ours
winds
nothing
encounters
outside
the sad
hand
that
celebrates
quickest
belief
settles
distant
investigation
lies
hastily
any
leads
on
the impression
among
the scorched
pride
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