Poem -

faded
storm
grows
along
the eternal
confidence
opposite
the coal-black
bat
they
withholds
faithfully
the jittery
blood
topples

none
faces
lazily

fondly
the kind
life
forecasts

towards
the impression
the tall
identity
clenches

the clever
rumor
creates
across
the sound

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