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Countervail (Free verse) by D. $ Fontera Like stripping the head of a screw
My mind suddenly went
From sharp to subverted
Defined to indefinite
As we pushed against the wall
It drew in closer
Only intensifying our plight
The burning stench of fear
Flooding an already blanched psyche
Emptiness reaking havoc on
Our pitiless demise
Of the wall and all against it
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