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- Poetry > Free VerseEvery day, under a school desk, I carefully kindle a fire in my hands. Piece by piece I rip the textured skin off, And the tart juice bathes my fingertips. The continents of Clementine peel Are lightly piled in the top right corner Of the surface. I savor the sweet ocean On the tinglin...