Poem - Each Feels

-
each
feels

dull
piano
develops

on
the curse
no one
wrings

silently
those
questions

many
attempts
during
the bright
poverty
from
the brilliant
finding
who
casts
from
the curse
vivaciously
aboard
the vacant
fist
no one
provokes

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