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Bidding

Numbed in this climate
I melted you away
You dripped from my veins
Like so many other 
Yet I dream these minutes 
Counting my 30 days
Like rain
Hunched in a compromising position
As you peal my petals
October was a minesweeper
But now my November
Brings hopes of autumn
And goodwill
guiding my velvet steps
To oceans bled with 
Buildings I built in former times
Haunted I spread my loins
Into this gravestone
Nipped by the chin
Killing my dream
Begun where the race begun

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