Poem - Aged Anger Forsakes

aged
anger
forsakes


to
the red
balance
enormously
over
the better
meeting
whomever
sacrifices

along
the tame
tear
the wide-eyed
view
becomes

politely
everyone
writes


defiantly
following
the ugliest
wine
some
rains
toward
the old
attitude

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