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Jan 2
looking inward
a molten metal
of iron ore
smoldering rigid
covered by blackened ash
brightened by the wind

the only light i see
is when the embers glow
and the brighter it shows,
the faster it goes
but i'm okay with that
because it's just another
mark of the ego
Samara
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Samara  28/F/Texas
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