Poem - For The Secret Tear

for
the secret
tear
the blackened
priest
plans
amid
the blackhole
it
persists
boldly

you
thinks
tenderly

among
the flame
the smoldering
message
casts


no one
immolates

among
the grey
summit

the dull
clock
spins
tightly

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