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We stroked and strummed
with firebird hands,
until the coals began to simmer.
When the sliver of need
became past tense,
we shared a cigarette.
with firebird hands,
until the coals began to simmer.
When the sliver of need
became past tense,
we shared a cigarette.
Published 1st Jan 2015
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1st Jan 2015 7:38am
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