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The matches are too soggy in my brain
and I can’t strike up a conversation
so let me dry here by the fire
while the kindling burns
down into coals
of warm-blooded words
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The matches are too soggy in my brain
~~~~~ Author notesLetter One & Two (though most of the others would do as well) Comments
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