blow the flames to life. that slow, blue flicker licks cold air, beckons your kiss. wish dream illucid dreams in this dark room the red chair empty full of memory don’t look. All these things; baubles trinkets knick-knacks lace reminders tremble, wait, want to burst. close your eyes blow the flames to life wrap yourself [...]
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