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There’s a pit of fire that swells with delight,Bright inside, encased in glass. 

The brittle shelter breaks,

 or melts, in this case. 
tickles of passion, trickery, remembering

Painful teasing, pleading, pleasing-

With time. With patience, I sigh

In disobedient frustration
I swallow my cries, blink back my

Widening eyes, time is made the most of. 

Quickly, cozily, I stay wrapped in blankets

Cradled in softness missing your finger tips. 

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