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by BOB GALLO Oct 7, 2022 category : Miscellaneous / Misc. poems
_"I invite you all to the fire!" Said the hero facing the fire squad, before the fire was screamed. Then a butterfly born a bloodshot thorax, perforated, a sprinkled chest, within the scales of two equal wings, two fires, one that burns, and the other, that sets you free.