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Frost and Rapture
Bumble
You stirred my heart,
moved on to another --
the fresh scent,
your lingering dust,
burdens my core,
an echoing epicenter
of longing and grief
Fresh breezes send reminders,
ravage memory.
My thin anchor wavers
in gales and swells
of rainwater. Eyes dry
before frost and rapture
to dark heaven
without your return.
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