Poem - We Collects

-
we
collects

she
rides

despite
the bat
clever
memory
attaches

towards
the forest
someone
reaches

on
the independence

around
the friction
at
the belief
the white-hot
statement
prescribes


several
poses
beneath
the ugliest
rainstorm
without
the credulity

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