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Sun in my Middle (Free verse) by anitawit 1
The sun blooms in my very middle
And bursts to consume
As in epicentre of this quake
That trembles my foundation
I dissolve, I disintegrate
I burn up with the sun
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The volatile sun in my middle
Trembles in all directions
Bound at the edges it cannot break through
Subverts to burn the very source
I carry now
A collapsed star and ghost light
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