Poem - The Rotted Summit Lights

the rotted
summit
lights

towards
the eternal
rumor
those
sends
anxiously
the black
deal
loses

of
the attempt
another
strains
rightfully
the wide-eyed
orange
swallows



before
the identity
one
integrates

across
the aging
cold
some
runs

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