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Succumb:

                Don’t tell anyone. Just regret each moment, each turn

                to the other side and breathe reluctantly through

                your mouth and wait.

                There is a heat that takes its time, almost as much

                as getting to sleep, before it stakes full claim.

                Once there, it’s like tar. Thick, non-cha...

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Once-upon-a-time, a barman worshipped the Sun.

Worked nights so didn’t see much of it

but in his head he’d got stories of

the Fire God supreme,

Blaze Lord,

vanquishing monsters who'd eat out your dreams.

He called the Sun ‘Hero’,

believed it had six pairs of arms,

giant wings of flame

and the handsomest nose in the galaxy.

Made moons blush

and g...

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