Northern Attorneys Poem by Pierre Rausch

No mistaken party
Everything in the forest miles
Pay attention
Everything in a pavillon
They were vanquished
Everything in the forest miles
Lifting weight: dart
Social freedom
Everything in the forest miles
Signing the depth of a box
Now he had witnessed
Those who condemned as well
That catastrophe, as that condemned
Voice receiver at tape
Shouting and calling, signing
Quite forgotten in what direction
And it went up in rockets
Everything in the forest for miles
Even find one another
Not even fault in caution
Used or veined
To find fault
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Peculiar
Cap at noon
Had reached, he ran down the steps
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A clatter of the feet
Became stranded
Whose sign could then be seen