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Aug 2014
What was once a great fire,
Dwindles now, an ember.
The rain keeps falling now,
Threatening it forever.

You shield it with your hands,
Hoping to keep it alive.
I'm ready to put it out,
Let that old flame die.

It consumed us in its day,
Engulfing us both in red.
Now it dreams of crackling,
Its days of burning are long dead.

We were once a great fire,
We dwindle now, in doubt.
The rain has fallen
And we are going out.
Duplicate Virus
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Duplicate Virus  Michigan
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   Urmila, Andrew Leif Nance and r
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