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burning hands

i gave it some thought

what i wanted i got

what i dreamed of and sought

wrapped my hands around it taut

 

in your eyes I've seen

shades of purple and green

pieces joining to form a stream

making real what u see in dreams

 

but in that peace i found

a slowly growing sound

luring me to the ground

in which i grew and drowned

 

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