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May 2013
it’s suddently solemn
   it holds me back and tears me down
i swear i can’t even hear
(certain people are so easily drowned)

But I
   I am easily lit
   Fire like you’ve never seen
And it is captivating
I’m showered in red-gold
                     And no one will be amused at all.


I am the calm
  And I am the woman
               And I am the fire.
a m a n d a
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