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Curtailed, your waning embers lose their heat.
Your life is being sapped by your own deeds. -
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by The Poetic Angel 19 lines, 7 comments, on Jan 24 10:54 AM. In Cornish Sonnet, POV, Love, Anniversary, Romance
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