Often overlooked
Cooked thru cinged
Flame consumed
The bourne of summer
Triangle takes
Breaks down
Implodes
To augment
Flaw of form
Tragic habit
Forms a shell
Exterior force
Compel repel
Sheltered well
Water deep
Drenches down
Forces growth
On wilted crown
Encapsulates
Not too late
The Grace
Of spring
That sings
Soft Green
Moment comes
To those at due
Who failed
To seek
The LORD
And swoon
Above
The precipice
And behold
The Lake of Fire
Acts 10:38
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