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I watched the flame Feasting hungrily on the crispy papers, Lengthy pages of fake romance that you once wrote to me. Fire consumes the letters, envelopes, even stamps! ('though I love stamps) What a spectacular view to behold - the charming zephyr blew lightly; making the flame stay longer, the breeze was in love with me ... caressing me, teasing me while I merrily saw the fire enlarge. Joy, joy, joy! All feelings merged in one! I should have done this years ago! (01-01-1998) |
