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Trapped In Amber
tree resin could not compare,
so soft and adhesive as glue,
drawn in like a starving fly, I
gorged on the love she grew
she's gone now, felled by time,
ironic mere insects survive her,
yet we are safe as any house,
secure but trapped in Amber
I'm stuck and its getting harder
I watch myself get fossilized,
years go by and I turn to rock,
humble yet curious...
Saturday 28th November 2020 10:57 am
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