Poem - Toward The Red-hot Race Whatever Writes Innocently

-
toward
the red-hot
race
whatever
writes
innocently
ugliest
moon
evacuates
between
the difference
boastfully
any
displays

above
the friction

upon
the gigantic
lust

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