Ahmed Maiwada

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Losing It

The archangel of love's archenemy   
whisks me, a fly, like a rocket tail.
The wheeled spirit rolls me from
  you; shares a chilled sea between
Us - flamed earths that we are blown  
 off. My passage swift; I, a dashing
Second, past you, the fast hour  
 mark; the dasher knowing he will
Return. Here, emotions gush in

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