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Friday
Feb062009

when the smoke clears

the eyes sting
the heart aches
everything is dirty
most of it destroyed
the body aches, lungs full
sooty blackened like the small
spotty segments of a wounded heart
playing with fire can be euphoric revelry
before the freezing cold bucket of water hits

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