Monday, December 8, 2008

The Lone Inhabitant Comments

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Far underneath, there is a blackness that burns.
It blazes as the tongues of fire lick upward, gasping for breath.
The flames rage on and on. Begging under the table like a dog, for more sustenance.
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Jax Ann Newton
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