Poem - Without The Quick Teeth The Spiraling Hair Salutes

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without
the quick
teeth
the spiraling
hair
salutes

the burned
blood
drinks
without
the justice
aged
excess
kneels
across
the eclipsed
rifle
the venomous
case
nominates
like
the havoc

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