Poem - I Cuts

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I
cuts

lazily

the rotted
fist
takes
by
the tender
arrow

the red
advantage
decomposes

each
draws

eclipsed
pistol
finds

carefully
she
ceases
along
the tooth
the shadowed
attention
waves
unlike
the timeless
head
along
the cloud
repeatedly

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