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Jun 2019
a fire burns
in my soul —
for him,
small at first
before it grows.

now,
it's a forest fire
that starts
from my toes
and up
through my belly
into my heart
and
to my head

i am thrilled —
by the burning
i am basically writing anything in my head right now sorry if it feels empty
Written by
Cotton Candy
  461
   Fawn, --- and Khoisan
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