86 3 1
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The deft limbs of burning embers
swallow my watery eyes with smoke
and ash.
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97 9 9
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I control my breathing and hide from you that I can, and will always forever. I have become expertly capable of hiding, losing myself in drawers and behind houses, beneath the earth inside a hollowed out pine.
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1173 4 4
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And if I lived a thousand lives...
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