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24.03.2021 / 3:07am

 

Sometimes the touch burns,
It must have something to do with the difference in temperature.
Sometimes I'm cold, distant, faded.
Sometimes I'm hot, scalding, smoking, scarlet.
I can reach balance and just stay warm, but that's when you change and start burning me.
Is there ever a place or time where two souls measure the same? Or will we ever be destined to hurt one another as we rise and fall...?
Pepperdust
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