There are many paths to tread.

Firmly I Lay

Firmly I lay

Against the heat of my body.

It’s cold outside and I

Lay here in my infirmity.

Cooled by breezes of fire

And emptied within the night’s ambience.

Did she really want to know me?

 

My life is a gander at significance.

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