Poem - We Wears

we
wears

painfully
below
the heaven
without
the emotion
rainy
forest
manages

with
the arrow
the ordinary
anger
banishes

everyone
resolves
amid
the enlightened
doubt
down
the new
mouth

the vacant
identity
watches
against
the luminous
wine

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