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I stand absoluted by brutal faces -
The empty promises strongmen started stripping out of.
Flying to places that cry for disorder.
See my agonies increased again?
Oh, we suffered unending.
I horrified someone: a broken, merciless man.
The empathy flees.
A pi poem. I wrote this for a contest for pi day. All the words had to have the same number of letters as each of the consecutive digits of pi.