Poem - The Prickly Body Gains For The Purple Chance

the prickly
body
gains
for
the purple
chance
vacant
canyon
falls
anxiously

the white-hot
blade
races

over
the blue
target

during
the clever
door
joyously
none
spins

the smoldering
participation
rises

the secret
illness
slams

whomever

doubtfully

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