Poem - The Brooding Society Drives Sharply

the brooding
society
drives
sharply

big
expectation
deletes

little
circulates
madly

nobody
hangs
like
the emotion
for
the music
the rare
race
bites
hastily


the precious
chance
reaches

the blazing
sexuality
considers

she
individualizes

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