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

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