Poem - Several Freezes Within The Seething Friction

several
freezes
within
the seething
friction
during
the thought

noisily
the white-hot
poverty
loses

nothing
attacks
against
the time
the power


several
brings
sadly
under
the nasty
friction
everything
exacts

something
raises

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