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Wednesday, 13 June 2012

AFTER THE ONSLAUGHT

In the aftermath of the onslaught,
burning,
burning,
burning,
fire here,
fire there,
thick smells,
of gas, roasted flesh,
smouldering metal,
charred wood,
burning,
burning,
burning,
until each fire died in turn
when there was nothing left to burn.

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