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Fire and Rain
Blood soaked drops of resin dew
Into sweat found nothing new
Shadows prance yet something sticks like glue
In battered soil proclaims a dedication
Amancipation
The thrill will seek through both fire & explain
Let me further explain:
One in twain yet marked on its blotted page yet clearly intact
The pain of refusal of sod amidst its wooden axe
In flowers ardent resin twain povides a shade
In temporal cure for pain amidst the flames
As tired as a wretched man I claim we stake to scene
In soaked clothes of leaves soaked in debris
Within timeless cue of sympathy
Shattered beneathe the leaves the falling debris
In fruition a braided skeleton etched in modern art
In reluctance toward the forbidden tree we get ripped apart
For she lit that inner spark to what it was I have been waiting for !
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