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Aug 2017
A moon and sun, rise on each horizon,
the light and reflection is blinding,
but at midday, the shadows fall,
in the daily eclipse.
The Fire Burns
Written by
The Fire Burns  M/Artesia, NM
(M/Artesia, NM)   
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   Keith Wilson
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