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Talon
Poems
Jun 2012
Cleansing
A familiar warmth
washes over my skin.
My mind grows weary.
My soul stretched thin.
I feel heavier,
a certain kind of full.
A wholeness profound.
A cleansing of dull.
Under my skin
there burns a fire.
Embraced by its warmth,
I am lifted higher.
Written by
Talon
Denver
(Denver)
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