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Emotion

Posted on 20 January 2023 by Krstn Drupp

we got acquainted in a dream
flickering eyes, raven hair, drawn on a slender alabaster build
and so,
pride engulfed me like air caressing a first born
with no words,
I knew,
fires were to be built on so many altars
to subside an impending fear of loss…

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