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Sep 2020
And the acrid breeze will burn our eyes

The conflagration may scorch



We want the warmth to keep us safe

Show us what we never had



Obscured in the gray, dark mist

I see you clearly in the glow



You keep talking about the smoke

But all I see is the fire
LaFayette
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LaFayette  39/M/Virginia
(39/M/Virginia)   
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