Poem - The Bright Piano Holds By The Battle

the bright
piano
holds
by
the battle
few
erases
silently

the broken
society
declares
below
the prickly
home
past
the battle
at
the new
record
the white-hot
responsibility
cuts
warmly
all
swings

the rainy
canyon
flies
above
the tough
feeling
much
dies
following
the strange
dune
inside
the rainstorm

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