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You swept through Like a forest fire, Burning everything in sight. Wanton devastation, Reckless and cruel, Leaving only ashes And smoke Rising in pretty curlicues, The last sign of beauty extinguished.
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Sep 25, 2014
Sep 25, 2014 at 7:44 PM UTC
Forest Fire
You swept through Like a forest fire, Burning everything in sight. Wanton devastation, Reckless and cruel, Leaving only ashes And smoke Rising in pretty curlicues, The last sign of beauty extinguished.
Lorbi
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Sep 25, 2014
Sep 25, 2014 at 7:44 PM UTC
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