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Jan 2016
Fire is rising.
I, engulfed by flames of passion,
Succumb to tongues of fire
I was burned by a remorseless liar
And have since turned some what ashen,
It matters not. Fire is rising.
Lark Train
Written by
Lark Train  California
(California)   
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   Bianca Reyes
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