The heat of your touch runs up to my neck.
I shake not knowing if i can fall.
With the wind blowing stronger than ever.
Signs trying to show us the way.
Sleeping in empty beds of tomorrow.
Couriosity of what, that might.
Should we light this fire?
(This was on the back of my methods cheat sheet from my test today, haha, this is what happens when you finish early)
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