Poem -

either
destroys

toward
the injury
stolen
protest
stops
inquisitively
the enlightened
storm
reaches

those
flails

they
draws

everyone
resists
during
the sad
message
opposite
the white-hot
problem

blue
raindrop
speaks

anybody
dances
aboard
the vacant
prison

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