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Nov 2018
You walk the fiery
Depths of hell
The scorching crumbs
Of hardened fire

It burns your sole
The skin, the pain
And the tears
Fall down your eyes

They say the useless
Things but none
That'd tether your
Own will

For you will seek
The valleys and the mountains
Deep within
Pat Villaceran
Written by
Pat Villaceran
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     Pat Villaceran and Monika Layke
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