Dense

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I was once
a saturated sponge
sitting and souring
in a stagnant pool.

You became
my healing grip
wringing and rinsing
out my rot.

The sun was
my cleansing cure
entreating and igniting
my flame.

Published by TheOtherKLM

Privately seeking public approval, An introvert who talks endlessly Teaching learning. Fat fitness fanatic Shuffling organized clutter Trapped in the meandering mind Conforming to opposition That creates destruction Of communal chaos.

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