alice told me to do this.
its the second poem i have ever written. it is completly random and means nothing . its tittle RANDOM#2
Treasure as it were dust rising up; The great crowd who gave; Who were there to take possesion; To repurchace the zeal which was stolen from atop the pillars and lampstands; The force of fire that they struck with
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