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Aug 2013
Take all of this
Put it in a pile
Seal it with a kiss
Run a mile
Long ignition switch
Light a match
Remove a patch
Burn it to the ground
Sweep all the ashes into a mound
Grind them into dust
Dump them into the sea
Now, this becomes rust.
More beautiful to me
Ann Beaver
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Ann Beaver
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