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May 2020
We are but pieces with superglue,
holding us together, every day anew,
product of our choices made,
standing in our own growing shade.

But there are no shadows without light,
just look around at midnight,
the blackness is never truly complete,
as the moonlight gleams off life's street.
The Fire Burns
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The Fire Burns  M/Artesia, NM
(M/Artesia, NM)   
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