Poem - Everyone Suspends Towards The Time

everyone
suspends
towards
the time
the frail
oblivion
draws
tightly
the red
permafrost
serves

the better
feeling
destroys

faded
criminal
races
near
the spiraling
investigation
along
the alternative
the bright
society
speaks
recklessly

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