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Dec 2013
I can feel
the seasons changing
the icy cold
the fire in the hearth
talking about Gods
because they are not dead
they live within me
and my stories
weave the web
that catches them
Samantha Steele
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Samantha Steele  The Dirty South
(The Dirty South)   
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