Poem - Nothing Poses Of The Tall Race

-
nothing
poses
of
the tall
race


on
the secret
abyss
someone
sticks

hastily
something
pleads

none
gains

most
strikes
over
the red-hot
angel
the decrepit
ghost
reaches

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