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All hopes embers

How to endure
This infatuation 

When the touch of your hand
Is crucifixion 

And every glance
Enflames my soul

Yet better this than a 

And all hope’s embers
Growing cold.

Steve W, 2019

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Date: 6/21/2019 3:55:00 PM
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Steve Watson
Date: 6/21/2019 4:28:00 PM
Thank you.