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Blow out all the candles. The salt of your skin. Life Of The Poet - It Is Personal. Enter your email address to follow this blog and receive notifications of new posts by email.
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I had loved you for a brief while, in a city that was neither yours nor mine. I had loved you in bright evenings and dull days on dusty streets- when we stood and stared at the jostling crowd that would never be us. I guess I just have to keep at it. And then I trickled down your arm. Of hills and vales and ridges ;. Until I reached your elbow and you wiped me off. I met my inglorious end,. In the glory of my journey,. Down your ebony arm,.
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