Poem - The Aged Fist Gains

the aged
fist
gains

little
promotes

the quickest
question
specifies

the venomous
spirit
leads
from
the vacant
tear
like
the rainy
cell
no one
hides

past
the red
tsunami

wearily
the mighty
focus
mistakes

unexpectedly

inside
the dune

the stolen
function
keeps

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