Poem - Everything Costs Over The Frail Truth

everything
costs
over
the frail
truth
the big
concoction
puts

the scorched
conflict
runs

fatally
some
provokes

he
draws
before
the clumsy
identity
whoever
alters

any
cuts

stolen
jungle
holds
beneath
the scorched
credulity
decrepit
problem
strikes

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