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Jun 23
Knees scorched and my heart is warm.
Reminiscing days of ocean blue.
Instead I sit in my armour.
Protecting the fierceness of winter breeze.
Hot and cold tend to possess this intensity.
Red licks upon cedars wood, reminding me of the significant vessel I occupy, is capable of feeling too.
There is a certain life to a flame, that I find difficult to express, so instead I will exist in this body.
Taymin-lee Pagett
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Taymin-lee Pagett  17/F/Wollongong, NSW
(17/F/Wollongong, NSW)   
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