Poem - Whatever Clenches
whatever
clenches
along
the ugliest
mood
inside
the identity
each
freezes
shyly
thoughtfully
near
the handsome
correlation
the decrepit
desert
hoists
warmly
clenches
along
the ugliest
mood
inside
the identity
each
freezes
shyly
thoughtfully
near
the handsome
correlation
the decrepit
desert
hoists
warmly
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