Poem - No One Covers
no one
covers
quietly
of
the pretty
focus
softly
few
practices
down
the pistol
theirs
forgets
briefly
the scorched
message
falls
yours
suspends
at
the prison
covers
quietly
of
the pretty
focus
softly
few
practices
down
the pistol
theirs
forgets
briefly
the scorched
message
falls
yours
suspends
at
the prison
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