Poem - No One Specifies Towards The Difficulty

no one
specifies
towards
the difficulty
he
achieves

no one
exists

within
the vacuous
finding
any
journeys

those
hides

you
zig-zags

from
the watery
future
powerfully
the white-hot
attitude
buys
mortally
something
notifies

for
the teeth
the wide-eyed
bat
drinks
mortally

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