Written by Emily Harstone | February 28, 2017
As the smoke settled, we loved.
He bought the big incense sticks.
Spuked out to create another island
All that was left, was smoke.
And behind the smokescreen, democracy died.
A world on fire of evil
We’ll burn it ourselves, in remembrance.
Sights and sounds of celebrating life!
Sparks and smoke – bewildering, mysterious power.
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As the smoke settled, we loved.
He bought the big incense sticks.
Spuked out to create another island
All that was left, was smoke.
And behind the smokescreen, democracy died.
A world on fire of evil
We’ll burn it ourselves, in remembrance.
Sights and sounds of celebrating life!
Sparks and smoke – bewildering, mysterious power.