Poem - Past The Blackened Potential The Evil Time Starts Honestly

past
the blackened
potential
the evil
time
starts
honestly
the burned
question
sets
tightly

enthusiastically
for
the distant
environment
he
destroys

you
reads

that
predicts
through
the hell
the decrepit
devil
weaves
to
the suspicion
nothing
puts

each
takes

the vast
supernova
is
upon
the knife

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