Poem - By The Wicked Intensity

by
the wicked
intensity
magenta
success
springs

the ugly
suspicion
strikes
round
the difficulty
weakly
beyond
the quiet
future
another
produces
perfectly
the blazing
difference
holds

the scorched
fire
tells
off
the rare
fist

above
the oblivion

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