Poem -

by
the power
the grey
mixture
wreaks
carelessly
beautiful
murder
swings

near
the cave
tender
finding
forgives

the eternal
daydream
pontificates
beneath
the red
success
following
the strange
demand
the quick
chance
tears
without
the gorgeous
earthquake

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