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Cruel Weather (Lonely Place)
dandy

i made a fire
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and watched it die
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the flames flickered
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and tugged the sky
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then the rain broke
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and stung my face
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now i grow cold
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in a lonely place
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16 Feb 07

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It's so small.  It's so unpunctuated.  It works so well for some reason.  
 — Isabelle5

Thank you, Isabelle.

Even if I usually produce poems too long for most (apparently) to enjoy, I like small pieces. Like bites.
 — dandy

crikey
 — unknown

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