Heart sinks-
leaving one land
for the other.
A little flame
still burns the air.
I mop black from my eyes,
and it reruns memories.
Heart sinks-
leaving one land
for the other.
A little flame
still burns the air.
I mop black from my eyes,
and it reruns memories.
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