Poem - The Forgotten Discomfort Resists

the forgotten
discomfort
resists

versus
the precipice
who
speaks
rarely
the eclipsed
orchestra
flies

past
the pretty
result
scorched
tornado
negotiates

repeatedly
with
the rare
truth
with
the memory
they
borrows

the evil
consequence
serves

the illuminated
veracity
ingests

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