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I am Flame
Intangibly tethered to my wick
Lending lovely Light
Yet Straining,
Reaching,
Longing to be Let Go
To free-fall Up
and Re-join
The Rest
of
Heaven's
Fiery
Stars
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"Who is this coming up from the Wilderness,
Leaning on her Beloved?"
-Song of Solomon 8:5
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Brilliant. +
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