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Feb 2017
You light in me a fuse
It travels through my body
When I explode you act confused
You claim my words burn you
Perhaps
But then what are you playing with me for?
Have I no warning label?
Have you no common sense?
No...we possess merely a desire to light fires and a yearning to make love in the ashes.
Lady
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Lady  Vermont
(Vermont)   
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