Poem - Round The Quick Time

round
the quick
time


clearly
everyone
obscures
in
the faded
shackle
of
the crazy
wine
whomever
winds
past
the evidence
shyly
the mighty
investigation
spreads

little
forecasts
by
the magenta
devil
little
tears
thoughtfully

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