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Dec 2020
Auburn flames leap to meat
These shaking fingertips
And dance manically
At the edge of my retina

I'm homeless, freezing, warmed only
By the embers of my old life.
Last night I looked up and saw a roof
Tonight I look up and see the stars

Smiling, I cough and splutter,
Inhaling that black spectre.
I burnt my house down
And grow warm off its embers
Written by
Alex  20/M/London
(20/M/London)   
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