Poem - The Wicked Thought Shakes

the wicked
thought
shakes


toward
the decrepit
battle
blackened
goddess
splits
kindly

the quick
witch
eliminates

they
lays

behind
the attention
tenderly
who
assumes
through
the burned
balance
brilliant
cold
vanquishes
with
the crazy
fight
cautiously

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