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Jul 2016
if a word is to end in fire
    perish howling where the eyes below
             may never turn blind eye
                     shall a guardian steady a watchful eye
                            while the syllables fall
                                    so that the earth may rumble  
                                             encompassed in a crimson sky
Eriko
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Eriko  24/F/USA
(24/F/USA)   
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