Poem - Little Falls During The Tricky Tooth

little
falls
during
the tricky
tooth
whatever
tells
around
the obstacle

the purple
blade
prevents
deliberately
by
the sun

thoughtfully
scorched
power
displays
without
the society
outside
the ordinary
gun
whatever
sees

someone
races
near
the broken
oblivion

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