Red be the closet of mind
As removed day and all it is bright
Shut a self from the window
Becoming only a fragment to see
But within oneself lay await
That is all we have
The blood that riches into heat
The mind that itches to retreat
Returning you to you and me to me
With no one else there to see
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Short Story / Religion and Spirituality
Short Story / Fantasy
Poem / Poetry
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