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Feb 2013
Retaliation against the warmth
Led into the wind
Fighting against the air

My lungs were full of heat
I ceased to breathe
falling upon earth

No more shall I seek the softness of wrinkled sheets
Or the thin lines on your hands
Just the thawing ground
Beatrix Grey
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