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Jul 2013
i reached my hand into the fireplace today
just then actually                        
i was bored, and wasn't thinking
other than the fact, that it was so pretty
and delicate,
i just wanted to touch it                          
so i reached in                                          
and it took too long                          
for feeling and sense to kick in
because my finger is now
blistered
maybella snow
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maybella snow  where i don't want to be
(where i don't want to be)   
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