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Aug 2017
Down darkened paths with flowing creeks,
you never know who you may meet,
scary things from nursery rhymes,
sensual creatures, search good times.

Things with teeth and tusks and spears,
that stand your hair, and drive your fear,
or lacy winged miniature women,
creating thoughts that are forbidden.

Naked goddesses from Greece or Rome,
that want a seat upon your throne,
or their fathers or their brothers
that if they catch you, will be your ******.

Children from the Neverland
that simply need a helping hand,
creatures of fire that feed on coal,
or evil beings that need your soul.

Do not get lost in these hinterlands,
as you may be unable to meet demands,
stay on the path, straight and narrow.
and always bring your bow and arrow.
The Fire Burns
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The Fire Burns  M/Artesia, NM
(M/Artesia, NM)   
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