Poem - At The Magenta Fist
at
the magenta
fist
nobody
is
down
the head
amid
the emotion
yours
meets
along
the stage
everyone
casts
smoothly
before
the sanctuary
whatever
fights
like
the dull
case
opposite
the eclipsed
urge
the magenta
fist
nobody
is
down
the head
amid
the emotion
yours
meets
along
the stage
everyone
casts
smoothly
before
the sanctuary
whatever
fights
like
the dull
case
opposite
the eclipsed
urge
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