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- MY
SMOULDERING SELF
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- (From life’s
burning sun)
- Shades from
your wall
- Shield me
Clouds of kindness
- Cover my
head
- Shadowy
trees
- Protect me.
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- But my story
is different
- I want to
leave these shadows behind
- And go out
in the sun;
- My
smouldering being
- Requires
burning!
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