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Feb 2012
A match strikes not for limbo
But for tepid coruscations to warm a soul.
By assumption she is not her own.

The quintessence of a life when received--
A curio to collect dust and fissure.

What will you do
with a heart that is not your own?
Please comment! I would love to hear feedback both positive and critical.
Elena
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