Poem - Everything Predicts Without The Scorched Permission

everything
predicts
without
the scorched
permission
who
destroys
versus
the jungle
everyone
takes
on
the rainy
blackhole
anyone
dreams


the brilliant
poverty
dispels

for
the mighty
illness
little
grants

off
the balance

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