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(X) Nothing (=) Nothing By E. James Hillsberg I'm free and breezy like a June thunderstorm Gave you all I had to give, can't give blood Wrote green of soul in tears of poetry Made you immortal Fire In The Sky We rode through the clouds in January Your blushing hand kept me warm in the dark You fed me with leftover mother's milk Softly iridescent your gilded heart Now you shun me like covid 99 Yet your nectarine smile is still sweet, warm There's nourishment in your seraphim lips Like the sea tide that turns spring to summer    You can always warm yourself in my flames    Even the ocean surf can't quench my love