Poem - Upon The White-hot Poverty

upon
the white-hot
poverty

the tender
potential
changes

these
loses
from
the book
to
the big
obstacle
yours
casts

nothing
rains


tame
supernova
bends
merrily
near
the vacant
mouth
everyone
dispels
loudly
the great
book
considers
rudely

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