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Jun 11
the hearth embraces truth,
and ends it.
searing corners, ashen smiles,
traversing time by burning
in the opposite direction.
slowly, at times, yet infinite.
we forget to preserve emotion,
as the rest of us are dead
or nearly there.
Written by
James R  25/M/Bon Air, VA
(25/M/Bon Air, VA)   
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