Poem - Everything Grinds During The Scorched Power

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everything
grinds
during
the scorched
power
by
the faded
blackhole
the pretty
arrow
erases

about
the hex
the horrible
weapon
solves

smoothly
aged
target
finds
rudely
enormously

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