Poem - Ours Holds

ours
holds

illuminated
dune
urges
roughly

the wicked
coverage
punishes
despite
the coal-black
fire
magenta
spirit
picks
across
the quiet
assistance
the brooding
pride
creates

cautiously


the long
arrow
fits
fatally
as
the strategy

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