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Oct 2013
By the crackling fire I sat
when I remembered
your hollow words
and how you extinguished
my little flame.
I wanted to scream
what about us-
but all I did
was keep quiet
as I watched the last spark
fade away.
Arantxa
Written by
Arantxa  The Netherlands
(The Netherlands)   
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   Europa, --- and Isabella Pullivan
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