'First fire'
She wrote
At winter's edge
Setting pine cones
Twigs and kindling alight
Yet I would tell her
Ours is the first fire
First and foremost
Alive, bright and
Inexstinguishable
Martinos @ 2017
May 31, 2017
May 31, 2017 at 9:12 AM UTC
'First fire'
She wrote
At winter's edge
Setting pine cones
Twigs and kindling alight
Yet I would tell her
Ours is the first fire
First and foremost
Alive, bright and
Inexstinguishable
Martinos @ 2017
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