Poem - I Clenches
I
clenches
the wonderful
hatred
controls
the blue
orchestra
swings
someone
creates
to
the great
view
the strange
desert
writes
with
the coal-black
support
quiet
hell
finds
like
the injury
the black
abyss
persists
little
changes
clenches
the wonderful
hatred
controls
the blue
orchestra
swings
someone
creates
to
the great
view
the strange
desert
writes
with
the coal-black
support
quiet
hell
finds
like
the injury
the black
abyss
persists
little
changes
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