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Aug 2017
In the closet,
under the bed,
down the well,
in a shallow grave.

Concrete and sunk,
to the bottom of the lake,
wood chippered and spread,
locked away in storage.

Fed to alligators,
or to sharks,
burned and ashes scattered,
hidden in safety deposit box.

Or coded in verse,
and placed in plain sight,
on some website,
that you live anonymously.
The Fire Burns
Written by
The Fire Burns  M/Artesia, NM
(M/Artesia, NM)   
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