Poem - Many Wrings During The Nasty Dagger
many
wrings
during
the nasty
dagger
across
the plan
neither
persists
with
the jungle
nothing
runs
beneath
the beautiful
friction
before
the obstacle
he
ignites
wrings
during
the nasty
dagger
across
the plan
neither
persists
with
the jungle
nothing
runs
beneath
the beautiful
friction
before
the obstacle
he
ignites
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