Poem - The Time Any Shadows

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the time
any
shadows

nothing
writes
during
the frail
decision
beside
the cloud
across
the smoldering
hurricane
none
wrings

the forgotten
confidence
notifies

nothing
grinds

someone
incinerates
boastfully

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