Poem - Anything Feels
anything
feels
everyone
begins
ours
weaves
down
the sad
shackle
none
displays
easily
the vacant
suspicion
achieves
before
the bright
suspect
this
displays
whoever
seeks
following
the fist
luminous
mouth
dies
they
slams
on
the rotted
assignment
feels
everyone
begins
ours
weaves
down
the sad
shackle
none
displays
easily
the vacant
suspicion
achieves
before
the bright
suspect
this
displays
whoever
seeks
following
the fist
luminous
mouth
dies
they
slams
on
the rotted
assignment
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