I'm Struggled
Halted growth
Battled water
Moistures talking
Above the lawless
Days first lies
Desperate sights
Knowing not what they've done
Another March
Visits the spun
Cotton bottles broke
Twice plucked thorns
And checked
Doses of fringe
Corners of binge
Testified ends
Of witness
Miracle or Martyr's
Awnings in futures
A dancing dismay
Pleasant awkward May
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