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Letter From The Dead
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Into the flames rising out of a setting sun,
I draw in a deep breath before I run... This time,not with my leg but eye
l had shut it against my acrophobia
With three hundred and ten more people,
I was peacefully swallowed...
Into the flames rising out of a setting sun,
I draw in a deep breath before I run... This time,not with my leg but eye
l had shut it against my acrophobia
With three hundred and ten more people,
I was peacefully swallowed...
