Poem # 105- Doubt

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Its reasons
Its flaw
I didn't even understand
For I wanted to crawl.

Its grim
Its pandemonium
The harmony
Have never brimmed.

Its distaste
Its extreme distance
For I lay down low
Hovering till the haze.

Its crust
Its unpleasant smell
The smell of Earth
Has never been the same.

Its peril
Its peak
I've never even expected
That I can shrill.

Its demon!
Its aggravating heat!
Save me, save me!
Your doubt shall be ceased!

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