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Dec 2017
whispering ghosts call from the twinkling lights
stirring emotions I never recalled
smoke lingers between *******
calling upon mother, our god
crisp air scars her face
no sight of repair nor despair
holy joy to be found
inside ruby clover heads

how dare you care
Beaux
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Beaux  TX
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