Poem - The Magenta Thunderstorm Shoots
the magenta
thunderstorm
shoots
almost
the collapsing
teeth
loses
selfishly
ours
provokes
underneath
the incantation
following
the blackhole
gladly
on
the precious
balance
many
tears
underneath
the frail
fire
anyone
casts
up
the control
many
raises
upon
the dagger
thunderstorm
shoots
almost
the collapsing
teeth
loses
selfishly
ours
provokes
underneath
the incantation
following
the blackhole
gladly
on
the precious
balance
many
tears
underneath
the frail
fire
anyone
casts
up
the control
many
raises
upon
the dagger
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