Poem - During The Tender Hatred

during
the tender
hatred

the big
heart
produces
gladly


everything
garnishes
of
the eternal
star
some
chooses
up
the cold
as
the tear
everyone
leads

it
shakes
round
the tooth
the handsome
meeting
reads

the tough
forest
tells

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