The sun shines here for clarity.
I must be having an emergency.
My heart is pounding with this urgency.
I want to trek back to that amorous time
That sparks magic everywhere
Sparks that sizzle your arm hair
& singe your most passionate capillaries
So that your vision blurs farsighted
& you are eventually spent & spoiled
& it's time to get back to that place from whence
You came & saw & conquered nothing.
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