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our love is like an intense flame,
it burned so bright
against the darkness
that was everything else
yet dissipated
with a single gust of turmoil.

I didn't have enough time
to enjoy the warmth
of what we had ignited,
but instead it
left me in
the frigid aftermath
of our mistakes.

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