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Ember

EMBER

Weary hand finds eleven
Quiet

Save her whisper,
“Closer, ’tis not so late

Let savage winter chill your raging doubts.”

 

Stoke fading ember emblazoned on it,

I

I am with you

With you now

And I will make you dream again.

 

Rhythm

Robusto surrenders to first flame casts its cloud to its breeze puff puff suck it down ‘tween my fingers take it down fire in the belly keep on fannin’ fight its fade light its fire hour later feel the shade.

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