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Apr 2019
cold fingers on notched wrists
seeking the lethargic pulse

the air full of heavy smoke
smothered by the ashes

watch our burned-out world
drowning in the faded flames

no words left to say
shivers down the twisted spine

a definite embrace
Jo Meyer
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