A nation
of trouble
erroneous
genesis
censors
censure
in the stocks
& on the lawns
terrible
arpeggio
in the dreaming
a bad bone
flexes
its narrative
what they knew
would be
all along
the awful
seminal
crooks
lay down
in worsted
grey hair
the old speech
still holding
oceans
the feet
of braves
over sickly
flames
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