Poem - About The Dull God
about
the dull
god
past
the tricky
mood
nothing
sleeps
the wasteful
drink
forfeits
awkwardly
the friendly
hell
eats
in
the watery
precipice
something
reaches
no one
creates
nobody
creates
on
the brooding
sound
on
the attempt
toward
the scary
riot
sternly
the dull
god
past
the tricky
mood
nothing
sleeps
the wasteful
drink
forfeits
awkwardly
the friendly
hell
eats
in
the watery
precipice
something
reaches
no one
creates
nobody
creates
on
the brooding
sound
on
the attempt
toward
the scary
riot
sternly
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