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Soul Fire
Soul Fire
California bathes in the light of her soul
Where strawberry blonde tresses grow like wildflowers
Camellias run loose in fields of hay
Where lipstick is the blood moon
In a crescent phase from long ago
Whose moonbeams are vessels of light
That still gleam in her eyes
Now a smoky flame of gothic beauty
Impervious to the calcification of bones
Unconquerable by the weeds of time
California bathes in the light of her soul
Where strawberry blonde tresses grow like wildflowers
Camellias run loose in fields of hay
Where lipstick is the blood moon
In a crescent phase from long ago
Whose moonbeams are vessels of light
That still gleam in her eyes
Now a smoky flame of gothic beauty
Impervious to the calcification of bones
Unconquerable by the weeds of time
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