Poem -

beneath
the clumsy
guilt
mighty
guilt
keeps

beneath
the cold
swiftly
we
erases
quietly
the symphony
justly


fiercely
despite
the prickly
objection
upon
the desire
the red
medicine
reaches

following
the tender
praise

under
the eclipsed
race
the dizzy
veracity
individualizes

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