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Oct 2016
Drops
run  down  
in  time  to  
zig zag  in  the
zone  of  plain  pure  bliss  
lace  on  top , adds  fun  by  
inch them  down , slow  by  the  bit  
now  with  drips  in  a straight  flow ,
gush , scream , cream , end, stop, calm , breathe  and  glow
The Fire Burns
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The Fire Burns  M/Artesia, NM
(M/Artesia, NM)   
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   The Fire Burns
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