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    The Writing on the veins in my body
    A story of my forgotten childhood
    The hidden thoughts wrought into my bones
    Unattainable comfort lies just beyond

    My fingertips

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    Promises of something beautiful
    A song like a sharpened spear
    That pierces the sky and sea
    Like the lash of a wound
    That falls on my brow
    As a fortress of my own weakness
    I am slowly forced to my knees
    As if I became a stone
    Becoming My own symbolic being Alone (and drowning in silence)

    The days are detached My body buried deep in the snow
    Frost piecing bitter kisses (my cheeks)
    My soul goes bare trying to be free itself from this frozen shell
    The hidden thoughts wrought into my bones
    Unattainable comfort lies just beyond
    My fingertips

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