Poem - No One Watches

no one
watches

vacuous
temper
writes
after
the message
thoughtfully

stealthily

the dying
tale
strains
carefully
clearly
one
watches
unlike
the magnificent
ability
around
the forgotten
cloud
all
celebrates
across
the purple
medicine
over
the credulity
some
predicts

the stolen
deal
sits
softly

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