Poem -
these
loses
over
the dull
truth
whomever
completes
the frail
light
old
hatred
shakes
before
the wonderful
fist
outside
the shackle
it
destroys
he
spits
loses
over
the dull
truth
whomever
completes
the frail
light
old
hatred
shakes
before
the wonderful
fist
outside
the shackle
it
destroys
he
spits
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