Poem - Under The Magenta Concoction Watery Weapon Swings

under
the magenta
concoction
watery
weapon
swings

the wonderful
emotion
alters

whoever
shoots

enthusiastically
amid
the gorgeous
hand
mysteriously
neither
places

about
the watery
consequence
many
loses


the poisonous
participation
surrenders
unlike
the tough
society

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