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Apr 2015
i have lost
my oldest home
in the
f
a
l
l
i
n
g
rain
i can smell
gasoline and
now i know
what i've done
i can't
see you
i can't
know you
can you
show me
who i
**used to be
Discolored Fire
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Discolored Fire
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   Mary Harris
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