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love the way you drew me home with your words, but never forget, there is often warmth buried beneath the ash, sometimes for a long time, the spot stays warm, is that memory? or wishful thinking, waiting for tinder who knows, wonderful poem :)

your words just roll of the tongue~

excellent poem~

I felt autumn...making love and loss. You took me with you. If you can draw me in like that, you definitely deserve great marks :-)

Cheers!

I felt autumn...making love and loss. You took me with you. That's what I got from this poem. If you can draw me in like that, you definitely deserve great marks :-)

Cheers!