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Aspirations

With steam in my eyes, I strode deftly towards the sun. "embrace the flames that warm me" eventually.. to be engulfed is to feel.. burning is acceptable. With steam in my veins, I plummet into neglect.. to a more natural plane.. where the sun is gold.. It's glow can never be mine. I would keep it for myself....

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Skat A

Date: 5/26/2016 7:03:00 PM

Kevin, Enjoyed reading your thoughts and words today. *SKAT*

Caroline Cécile Delacroix

Date: 9/26/2009 7:48:00 PM

Interesting write. I do like the composition of this choka. Since you brought back the first line "With steam in my..." at the 7th, although changing the last word, I would have liked to maybe see it back at the end, also with a different last word. Just my thoughts on this, but I enjoyed the read and the imagery. Thanks for sharing. Caroline.