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train of thought
My heart burns in flames of 
sorrow
 
Sparks and smoke rise turning to the sky
    
Within me,
Within me,
the heart has taken fire like a candle
 
My body,
whirling, 
is a lighthouse illuminated by
your image   
16.6.10
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