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I would still eat the sun for you
I would still swallow the ocean
to bring rain for you
(I know you like it better when the skies are grey)
in my dreams,
I still see you.
in these ashes,
my heart still
beats
for
you.
and my nights are consumed
by thoughts of you.
I can't put out the fire
any faster than it started.
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