feverish

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i wipe sweat off your forehead
you are feverish at heart
the air has suddenly turned
stifling and muggy and muddy
choking our thoughts
fresh air comes in the form
of a breeze of honesty
your sleepless form hides
under my skin and bones but
i will let my heart beat through

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