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Aug 2021
Starting fires
and suggesting that they sit
in flimsy metal pits
from hardware stores or such
is all well and good
until flames remind you
they have no gods,
no morals, just free will,
while the smoke marks you its own
Dave Robertson
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Dave Robertson  46/M/UK
(46/M/UK)   
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