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ashes,ashes,ashes,ashes,ashes ashes,ashes, we all fall down dancing on the ashes holding hands hair flailing dead smiles flashing cheery white teeth dancing on the ashes sleep is good when you have nothing to wake for when dreams are more pleasant Written July 27th, 2001 © on Jul 27 2001 03:38 PM PST 0 • 10
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