Poem - Carelessly The White-hot Shadow Sits

carelessly
the white-hot
shadow
sits

the rainy
spirit
slams
among
the information

eclipsed
advantage
loses
to
the weight
something
slings

the eternal
veracity
drinks

past
the pretty
temper

as
the mouth

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