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Nov 2012
Chime the bells
Ignite the wind chimes
Bang the doldrums, lie in wait for the mood to swing
The war begins
Pawns shuffle, too terrified to move
too fast lest the ranks break open,
We aim to hit the target
No child nor man left behind?
Nay, no survivors.
Refined in Flames
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Refined in Flames  Charleston, SC
(Charleston, SC)   
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   Timothy and Sammi
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