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“Set your life on fire. Seek those who fan your flames.” Rumi
Every Evening
Every evening at the Hare and Hound
they arrived, he first, then she a while later,
and every evening they left together
arm in arm
and burned to the ground.
©Paul Vincent Cannon
Paul, pvcann.com
The Reluctant Poet 
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