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Apr 2013
42
I counted.
At first I thought it was 40.
Then I counted again--
42.
Then I counted again--
42.

They're burning and they
Remind me of what I cannot fix.
R
Written by
R
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   Siena Marilyn, ---, r l, ---, Krusty Aranda and 2 others
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