Poem -

all
drinks
under
the vacuous
chance
before
the ratty
old
desire
writes
rightfully
the pretty
mixture
clenches

luminous
cave
poses
opposite
the quick
blackhole
beneath
the drink
the blazing
flame
conducts


neither
beats
over
the secret

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