Fifty points for this poem?

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sykrmatique

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Ghost crash sides like wasps
Pouring out the lids of these frail curses
Tying at rest the casting shoulders of Atlas
Shores fermenting with stings and poison
Faster shattered and China
 
well even if i didn't make sense sure is a hell of a lot better than the other garbage on here
 
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