So much goodness of word force.

Cross-leaved Heather

Sacrator curve
Cold crescent metal
Finger fit
Resistance
A biting edge
Into loops and whorls
Spine-like arches
Cutting age-old scars
Pulling
Holding
Electric casing
Itching
This damn hurricane inside
Brought on by
Tumbled blocks
Twitched
Like a shot
Twisted
Steel cylinder
Holes made bare
The same marks
As before
Without rest

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