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Mar 2022
The touch of another burning embrace
Cannot melt these unforeseen feelings.
And calling forth this form of my being
Leaves but a rusty trace in my place.

This one of the few creating a spark,
Gather the light of a thousand Suns.
Fire, turn me into this form undone.
Let me become the one to be stark.

A breath of fresh air no one can define
Spreads dust and heat through these dark ditches.
As golden as all the world's greatest riches,
But only a fool could fall for this shine.
Maciej Cacha
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Maciej Cacha  19/M
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