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Aug 2021
the very first wildfire of the heart
the warmth of the sun
butter in my eyes
a shuddered relief
with everyone of your sighs

the passion of the sun
flames that swallow
burn me from the inside
and leave me hollow
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     Glassmuncher, basil and Rainswood
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