i used to live here...
right there, in the ruins.
it was a fire.
killed us all that cold, winter night
when pappy stoked the oven too full
to keep me and my six sisters from freezing.
the winter of '07
was cruel but my memories
of playing with my sisters...
that made me happier than
the pain hurt.
that's what i think about
today...
our joy.
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