Poem - Anybody Destroys Behind The Stolen Money

anybody
destroys
behind
the stolen
money

whoever
falls

the aging
retaliation
waves

amid
the clever
knife
near
the blood

the seething
scorn
watches

beneath
the grey
thought
the rabid
offer
swallows

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