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Mar 2013
In the dim, I fumble for a spark
A fleck, a flame
But there is no light as luminous
Not here

Fondly, I relive the glower of orange
The flash of gorgeous, burning whites
The balminess as I am against it

If only you could see my smile in the dull of this haze
As I warm myself with these thoughts
Distant is your bellicose light
The light I left burning
Cooper Kalamat
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Cooper Kalamat  Bournemouth, UK
(Bournemouth, UK)   
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