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Aug 2013
I poured and drank a final glass of wine with you
Undertaking that sacrament
With a pure heart, for the very last time.
But where was the rapture
Of union with my God?
Unconsecrated, I yearned
for flames, and burned
Burned with something else
Unspoken, like a prayer.
Amanda In Scarlet
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Amanda In Scarlet  London, UK
(London, UK)   
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