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Nov 2019
there was a fire in his soul, i could see it through his eyes
how it burned and raged from deep within
a flaming pyre for what he lost
what he gave up
what he chose to discard
he let it burn
he let him burn.
Written by
lua  16/F/on the moon
(16/F/on the moon)   
     lua and BR Dragos
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