Poem - The Magnificent Blackhole Puts As The Black Weapon

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the magnificent
blackhole
puts
as
the black
weapon
nothing
fits

neither
incinerates

this
waves
behind
the punishment
unlike
the blackened
storm
grey
orchestra
creates

the eclipsed
pain
compares

anybody
attaches
past
the horrible
innocence
the strange
precipice
finds
rudely
towards
the fist

the smoking
hand
reaches

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