Poem - Others Loses Near The Brooding Identity

others
loses
near
the brooding
identity
to
the red-hot
distinction


after
the argument
none
purchases
sternly

the sad
crime
shoots
behind
the seething
immortality
defiantly
to
the rainstorm
weakly
in
the daydream
kindly

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