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Feb 2011
So with pictures and
letters burned, where do
you go after you've been
baptized in fire? Flames
licking your lips and words
like kisses from lovers past.

After all, when it's said
and done, you're just
lines scribbled in a green
felt journal and I'm
the least of your concerns.
Charles Barnett
Written by
Charles Barnett  Ironton, Ohio
(Ironton, Ohio)   
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