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Dec 2020
We think
The fire eats the wood

We are wrong

The wood
Reaches out to the flame

The fire
Licks at what the wood harbors

The wood
Gives itself away to that intimacy

The manner
In which we and the world meet each new day.

Gypsy
Gypsy
Written by
Gypsy  61/M/Earth
(61/M/Earth)   
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