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Written August 22, 1998
Fire
burning holes in my finger tips
singeing hair on my knuckles
hungrily consuming my patience
Stuck in this blazing furnace
Can't get out
Unable to quench parched thirstiness
Dying
(and frying)
for a pail of cool water
to douse this combustion
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