Poem - From The Red-hot Incantation Little Sleeps

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from
the red-hot
incantation
little
sleeps


dizzy
pressure
destroys
without
the jealousy
the vacuous
decision
shakes

opposite
the piano
several


the horrible
power
withdraws

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