Posted: January 8, 2022 in Chat
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If flame were to take off its clothes
would there be just pain,
the isolated, cold-enclosed suns?

Flames flicker to tapers. What continues
smoke rushes in to cover
races off the scale of colours.

What we see and what we feel 
mismatch. There can only be
assumptions’ strict license, 
flame’s tease.

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