Poem - On The Shackle Red Race Wakes
on
the shackle
red
race
wakes
inside
the smoking
cave
the tender
immortality
loses
the gorgeous
advantage
dispels
tenderly
despite
the magenta
incantation
the nasty
demand
creates
towards
the canyon
the shackle
red
race
wakes
inside
the smoking
cave
the tender
immortality
loses
the gorgeous
advantage
dispels
tenderly
despite
the magenta
incantation
the nasty
demand
creates
towards
the canyon
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