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Smouldering
I was at a loose end
Coiled up for action
Capable of anything
Any hot infraction
Β
You fanned my flame
Got me into a fever
Never let me sit still
Pulling every lever
Β
Combustion failed us
From sad mouldering
We barely rose above
A gentle smouldering
Β
We tried to rekindle
Gave the fire a poke
Rubbed twigs together
Lit not coal but coke
Β
...Sunday 15th November 2020 11:08 am
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