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Is That Smores I Smell?
The end is nearer
than the things in that mirror
when blinded by greed
no one cares to see the fire.
than the things in that mirror
when blinded by greed
no one cares to see the fire.
Published 22nd Aug 2019
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23rd Aug 2019 5:37pm
23rd Aug 2019 5:59pm
Bravisima, Nikki! The s'mores mentioned in the title and the last kline conjure images of Nero fiddling while Rome burns. Except in this case his fingers, coated in marshmallow and chocolate stick to the strings.
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