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come bathe in Phlegethon

burn in me, the rapacious flames

you're in hot water

surrender to the pain


 

your tactless heart in fire

our beats jugate

meet me mañana

but you're always late


 

I wait in pure silence

the water quickens beneath

time was plentitude

but you left me in grief.


 

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