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I want to sit in the sunlight, have it warm my bones.
To crowd round a fire, the night is dark but we have yet to retire to our tents.
I want to lay next to you, your heat next to mine, a reminder I'm not alone.
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~ HUMAN INTROSPECTION ~
Poetry~*~*~*~ ~*~*~*~ A collection of poetry and philosophical questions made to question the relations and views we have of ourselves and others. I encourage readers to explore themselves and allow their thoughts to run unfiltered while reading. I hope...
