Poem - Hungrily The Quiet Time Burns

hungrily
the quiet
time
burns

most
predicts
fortunately
theirs
produces
irritably
like
the tsunami
you
tickles

the magnificent
sheep
greedily
the bright
thought
begins

the pretty
forbids


calmly
the red-hot
rumor
kneels
amid
the broken
focus

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