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Oct 2016
Caught in beauties trap
I felt it around my heart go snap
when you raised your dripping face
It began to beat and race

The thunder clapped and lightning flashed

The rain poured down, but my spirits rose
I remember the moment in poets prose
we were wet, but didn't feel a thing
I felt the need to go buy a ring.
The Fire Burns
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The Fire Burns  M/Artesia, NM
(M/Artesia, NM)   
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