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Nov 2014
in this rigid space
neck deep in thundering fumes
that flame my veins
invade my insides
and in between the realms of existence
we see
past reflected in raindrops of light
tainted with eager
jets of hues
black and blue
again forefronted with the unbreakable
hold existing deep within

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