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sunsetbythewindow
Poems
Dec 2014
escape
Little flames crossed my path,
Hot as a hundred degree,
Never wanted to feel it,
But they kept coming closer.
Heavy clouds are forming,
Yes! This is going to save me.
Miracle as what I expected,
Droplets avoided me.
Am I cold or warm?
Canβt answer either.
Fog covered my doorstep,
So exit was never meant to be.
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