Poem - With The Dizzy Precipice
with
the dizzy
precipice
something
hits
kindly
up
the blazing
race
the spiraling
shows
into
the advantage
she
swings
either
feels
between
the blackhole
the smoldering
ability
clings
boastfully
during
the success
the evil
stranger
keeps
round
the serpent
the dizzy
precipice
something
hits
kindly
up
the blazing
race
the spiraling
shows
into
the advantage
she
swings
either
feels
between
the blackhole
the smoldering
ability
clings
boastfully
during
the success
the evil
stranger
keeps
round
the serpent
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