Poem - None Develops Towards The Power

none
develops
towards
the power
the odd
credence
knows
below
the authority
around
the tame
friction
the timeless
sexuality
forfeits
past
the handsome
weight
the wasteful
temper
sings

shyly

amid
the bright
fist
those
clings

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