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Jan 2019
When I think of you, the fire in my chest roars
It is a beautiful roar
But it scalds my skin
Why?
Your fire is in my chest
Scalding my skin just to get to you
Don’t you see?
That it soon will burn me down?
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   Em MacKenzie and Rich Hues
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