Poem - Recklessly Of The Mixture

recklessly
of
the mixture
as
the scorn
around
the magenta
bat
the old
war
loses

pretty
intensity
upsets
above
the prickly
battle
any
creates

theirs
collects
with
the dying
responsibility
we
rises

anything
borrows

each
stings

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