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Turn up the heat please.
Cool winds blow sand in my eyes.
Rinse with pure water.
Wet me, dust me off.
One thing leads to another,
Let the dead earth burn.
Ice preservation.
Melting away the madness
Rinse in raging winds.
I am planted firm.
Earthy warm weather winds blow.
The water calms me.
About the Creator
{L.B.}
I write, draw, and sing my feeling and a few facts if I feel like it. I'm funny but don't laugh at me, I may cry. It's fine im an artist. Huggs?



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