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I could only have dreamt of a better life.
I'm spent.

Glad to call you a friend.

You taught me how to look past the picture of my little life.
In a body built on grief
and that feeling like you're barely moving.

I don't belong here.

It's not easy to please yourself.
We talk about the others, but what about each other?
I think my mind is made.

Then it's settled.
As you watch, I'll burst into flames.
The heat will speak for me.
Leave bones and teeth.

Dig deep with your fingernails.
Lost inside the ashes of me.
Find what it means.

My gold crowns will glitter like stars in the ocean.
Warm to the touch, the coals,
fingers running through my remains.

Write with the ash.
This is my final resting place.

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