Q: How does it feel?
A: It's like sinking.
It's sour cherry red, dripping fire down your throat
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Q: How does it feel?
A: It's like sinking.
It's sour cherry red, dripping fire down your throat
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I have seen you, shell-shocked city,
Shimmer in the parachute flares
The day's dust and exhaust
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