I wanted to die, twice.
I remember, burning houses and cigarettes,
smoke choking, ashes blowing, embers raining,
no gas, no path, no escape, no end,
I yearned for the flames.

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Childhood is a star,
a past light.

I can't see through its eyes,
nor mine.

The closer to the city,
the fainter the stars.

Where once there were heavens,
a haze now descends.

My books lie under dust;
mirrors I cannot clear.

If only I could fall upward.
If only I could dream.

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My cat is also named rosie!