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Aug 2017
You danced through my beats,
you drank from my life's blood,
my valves murmured in your presence,
you took what you wanted, a bit at a time
I let you.
The Fire Burns
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The Fire Burns  M/Artesia, NM
(M/Artesia, NM)   
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