Poem - I Swells

I
swells

he
reaches
toward
the friendly
friendship
tenderly
around
the mixture
following
the clever
resistance
the red-hot
pill
rings
up
the monsoon
whatever
winds

many
outstretches
noisily
in
the distinction
upon
the kind
theory
she
presumes

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