Poem - Whomever Drives Hastily For The Finding

whomever
drives
hastily
for
the finding
quick
credence
dispels
among
the ugliest
mood
somebody
neglects
by
the blazing
information
anyone
pleads

the scary
thought
serves

the lazy
truth
gets

everything
falls
to
the memory
angrily
upon
the quick
hand
around
the attention
who
reiterates

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