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I tried that random poetry generator. I had a good laugh over this.
All arid beside the vapors
We condemn hot keys below the water
Be luminous. The devil is no more
Evil and rabid beneath the water
I destroy bright leeches among the land
I reach! The Knave has gone
So sensuous beside the tomb
We poke dream-like snakes against the mist
Tighten up your wig! The sin was good
backlit hesitant
a long way from home
nothing to lose
From which dreams
the victim
come singing
all through his life
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