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SpiritWriter

Becoming The Image

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Be my soft edge

Since the sorcerers of the day

Are adverse to all the cutting

As I tip toe

As I transfer through the coals

I take you ahold

And I am gentle

My heart is the very liquid

My cup has burnished gold

The whip of your wings

Has kept me floating

You are the rapid vamp thats cold

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I imagine this is what you would find under a leaf on the ground at the end of autumn, a softness even with the decay, a romance.

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I imagine this is what you would find under a leaf on the ground at the end of autumn, a softness even with the decay, a romance.

i like how poetry is for the reader as well as the author and it can take you to different places... :)

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