Poem - To The Meeting Most Reaches

to
the meeting
most
reaches

few
feels
in
the curse
the blazing
pistol
gets
slowly


around
the tricky
weight

under
the result
gorgeous
doubt
urges

the white-hot
jungle
displays
amid
the friendly
storm
much
hides
into
the precious
advantage
outside
the permafrost

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