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Walk the Dream, Fan the Flame
This facade that we build
around our bones;
this walking dream
Shouldn’t be any different,
than what we keep in the night,
where the stars burn as freely
as our hearts.
I say we stoke the fire,
throw it all in.
Watch the sand turn to glass,
peel the skin back
swallow the marrow of promise.
Let the light reflect.
-James Kelley 2013, All rights reserved.
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James Kelley
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