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Vida Crow Nov 2016
Posies
You hold my hand
and sing ashes, ashes,

We run to the forest,
fingers burning.

(I blow mine out)

You sing we all fall down,
and the world is a pyre
#fire #world #betrayal #dark #the #ring #plague #around #pyre #rosies
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