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FervorA torrent of blood pooling over, rushing around mounds of bone. / Power in all the love carried by c
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LadenAnd there are mornings like this where I can’t get out from under my faulty beliefs and tragic reali
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The EndSometimes I wonder if this will be the cause of my demise. I cannot fathom such an incessant desire
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451°My tiny spark wasn’t enough to keep you warm, and you snuffed me out. Spark became smoke, and smoke
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At SeaEbb and flow do not exist. / Never a thing there was as gentle awakening. / For these clouds roll in
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Flux.The shy and fearful, I. Frightful and quick to move at the sight of another. Cower behind trees and
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The BasementBasements are often dark and cold. Seldom do we find one set with embroidery, cushions and warmth. N
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Lip stainsMy lips remember the tender plane of your skin, / The slow traverse and turning. / From delicate eye
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UntitledTough and tender- where there is emptiness there is a capacity for grace.
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Hm..And somewhere deep we all know patience is its own reward, isn't it..
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