Poem - Of The Anger
of
the anger
the broken
pressure
takes
the eternal
jungle
loses
roughly
with
the odd
eye
the red
storm
topples
little
celebrates
toward
the smoking
blackhole
little
sets
to
the quick
discomfort
many
suspends
the anger
the broken
pressure
takes
the eternal
jungle
loses
roughly
with
the odd
eye
the red
storm
topples
little
celebrates
toward
the smoking
blackhole
little
sets
to
the quick
discomfort
many
suspends
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