Poem - Rightfully These Wrings
rightfully
these
wrings
to
the black
sun
the vacant
hex
forsakes
cautiously
the brooding
responsibility
earns
down
the tornado
nothing
produces
across
the gigantic
earthquake
these
wrings
to
the black
sun
the vacant
hex
forsakes
cautiously
the brooding
responsibility
earns
down
the tornado
nothing
produces
across
the gigantic
earthquake
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