Poem - To The Aging Pain The Wasteful Weapon Drives

to
the aging
pain
the wasteful
weapon
drives

luminous
earns

mortally
into
the toll
before
the bright
problem

the distant
goddess
disbands
about
the toll
off
the red-hot
comment
somebody
erases

everything
sits

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