Poem -

by
the blue
child
yours
provokes

the coal-black
illness
exacts

new
poison
swallows

despite
the malice
we
serves

anything
winds

tame
boat
picks
upon
the lazy
prison
spiraling
stress
shakes
as
the bright
authority

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