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her  head is spinning 

her heart pounding

floating through the days with no arise

just trying to make it to the burning horizon

flames are scolding

embers emblazing

fiery neon of peculiar sorts

and this is just the beginning 

where high rise is a sinking low 

take no risk of being alone



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