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A sticky June evening
sitting on my back porch
watching fireflies blink in and out
of the cool night air-

Breaking With Thea

There is a desperate anger in her eyes today
I wish I could explain her silly fears away
Her face is brown with bloodied purpose
so full of periwinkle hope that she dares to blush


Burning like an engine nearing overheat.
Pushing me with a lava hot intensity
to succeed, to succeed! !

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