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Her electric smile

permeates this dim room,

splashing my walls

with an ochre bloom.

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Her essence erupts

in an amber glare,

a dazzling display 

as I dance with the flares.

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My sorrows are cremated,

embers smolder,

a smoky kaleidoscope

of my love enfolds her.

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Yes, these thirty-two pixels

of her unmoving face

burn every trace

of my old heartaches.

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