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The Blast of wood and glass Erupts Like Blooms of Flame The First responders Arrive Purely for the Clean up and Blame It Came from the Kitchen Investigators search debris Hot ash and Smoke hover Embers glow and Flare over A woman rushes up Begging a Fireman Please tell me... Did my mother Live? There were no survivors I am Sorry to say She began Crying away Sobbing Through tears to say Mother Texted me today Cancer... they say I just want one last cigarette Before I go Away.......... All the Work here is licensed under the Name ®SilverSilkenTongue and the © Property of J.Flack
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Apr 13, 2015
Apr 13, 2015 at 9:33 PM UTC
Chaos
The Blast of wood and glass Erupts Like Blooms of Flame The First responders Arrive Purely for the Clean up and Blame It Came from the Kitchen Investigators search debris Hot ash and Smoke hover Embers glow and Flare over A woman rushes up Begging a Fireman Please tell me... Did my mother Live? There were no survivors I am Sorry to say She began Crying away Sobbing Through tears to say Mother Texted me today Cancer... they say I just want one last cigarette Before I go Away.......... All the Work here is licensed under the Name ®SilverSilkenTongue and the © Property of J.Flack
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Apr 13, 2015
Apr 13, 2015 at 9:33 PM UTC
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