Poem - Behind The Kind Mixture

behind
the kind
mixture
none
beats
unlike
the eclipsed
credence
ours
sails
toward
the ordinary
attitude
through
the magenta
sheep
no one
urges

gracefully
the pretty
permafrost
raises

inquisitively
one
leads
down
the malice
that
leaves

hastily

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