Poem - Of The Frail Cave

of
the frail
cave
opposite
the blood
blindly
wearily
any
cuts
after
the black
potential
ours
completes

no one
forsakes
happily
the sad
conflict
chooses
near
the gigantic
mind
who
hurts

handsome
criminal
leaves

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