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Dec 2023
My Sun
My Sun,
You were my perihelion
But I got badly burned.
In the rarified air I fell.
My crash to earth, dramatic.
In time scars thickened,  
Desires weakened.  Yet,
The damage was done.
S R Mats
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S R Mats  F/Houston, TX
(F/Houston, TX)   
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