Never think I am to hinder
Flame of love burnt down to cinder
I serve as bridge way to binder
Heat of want bowed low to kinder
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TERRA INCOGNITA
PoetryNo way ever so undoing an unbreakable wall conspiratorially built by those shattered themselves.
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Never think I am to hinder
Flame of love burnt down to cinder
I serve as bridge way to binder
Heat of want bowed low to kinder