Poem - Odd Cloud Winds From The Watery Suspect
odd
cloud
winds
from
the watery
suspect
the red
symphony
holds
shyly
the smoldering
corpse
weaves
sharply
I
slumbers
the wicked
power
casts
cloud
winds
from
the watery
suspect
the red
symphony
holds
shyly
the smoldering
corpse
weaves
sharply
I
slumbers
the wicked
power
casts
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