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'Fire Road - Closed to Public Entry'

What’s a locked gate to lovers? They breeze right by on wish-upon-a-star and moon beams. They slip under, through, or over. Was there a moon that night? Who knows? Who cares? It was a fire-road, alright, and we, a flame that leaves no cinders.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2011

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