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every move a memory smoldering flesh and sinew burned down to the bone molten blood slides through my veins wanting for the fire’s hunt salvation from its turn to stone
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Dec 17, 2010
Dec 17, 2010 at 4:28 PM UTC
the fire's hunt
every move a memory smoldering flesh and sinew burned down to the bone molten blood slides through my veins wanting for the fire’s hunt salvation from its turn to stone
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andrea-bush
Dec 17, 2010
Dec 17, 2010 at 4:28 PM UTC
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