That fire you see can't last. Still, as it burns, it lights everything. — David Kirby, Get Up, Please: Poems
That fire you see can't last. Still, as it burns, it lights everything. — David Kirby, Get Up, Please: Poems
That fire you see can't last. Still, as it burns, it lights everything. — David Kirby, Get Up, Please: Poems
That fire you see can't last. Still, as it burns, it lights everything. — David Kirby, Get Up, Please: Poems
That fire you see can't last. Still, as it burns, it lights everything. — David Kirby, Get Up, Please: Poems
That fire you see can't last. Still, as it burns, it lights everything. — David Kirby, Get Up, Please: Poems
That fire you see can't last. Still, as it burns, it lights everything. — David Kirby, Get Up, Please: Poems
That fire you see can't last. Still, as it burns, it lights everything. — David Kirby, Get Up, Please: Poems
That fire you see can't last. Still, as it burns, it lights everything. — David Kirby, Get Up, Please: Poems
That fire you see can't last. Still, as it burns, it lights everything. — David Kirby, Get Up, Please: Poems
That fire you see can't last. Still, as it burns, it lights everything. — David Kirby, Get Up, Please: Poems
That fire you see can't last. Still, as it burns, it lights everything. — David Kirby, Get Up, Please: Poems
That fire you see can't last. Still, as it burns, it lights everything. — David Kirby, Get Up, Please: Poems
That fire you see can't last. Still, as it burns, it lights everything. — David Kirby, Get Up, Please: Poems
That fire you see can't last. Still, as it burns, it lights everything. — David Kirby, Get Up, Please: Poems
That fire you see can't last. Still, as it burns, it lights everything. — David Kirby, Get Up, Please: Poems
That fire you see can't last. Still, as it burns, it lights everything. — David Kirby, Get Up, Please: Poems
That fire you see can't last. Still, as it burns, it lights everything. — David Kirby, Get Up, Please: Poems
That fire you see can't last. Still, as it burns, it lights everything. — David Kirby, Get Up, Please: Poems
That fire you see can't last. Still, as it burns, it lights everything. — David Kirby, Get Up, Please: Poems
That fire you see can't last. Still, as it burns, it lights everything. — David Kirby, Get Up, Please: Poems
That fire you see can't last. Still, as it burns, it lights everything. — David Kirby, Get Up, Please: Poems
That fire you see can't last. Still, as it burns, it lights everything. — David Kirby, Get Up, Please: Poems
That fire you see can't last. Still, as it burns, it lights everything. — David Kirby, Get Up, Please: Poems
That fire you see can't last. Still, as it burns, it lights everything. — David Kirby, Get Up, Please: Poems
That fire you see can't last. Still, as it burns, it lights everything. — David Kirby, Get Up, Please: Poems
That fire you see can't last. Still, as it burns, it lights everything. — David Kirby, Get Up, Please: Poems
That fire you see can't last. Still, as it burns, it lights everything. — David Kirby, Get Up, Please: Poems
That fire you see can't last. Still, as it burns, it lights everything. — David Kirby, Get Up, Please: Poems
That fire you see can't last. Still, as it burns, it lights everything. — David Kirby, Get Up, Please: Poems
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That fire you see can't last. Still, as it burns, it lights everything.

— David Kirby, Get Up, Please: Poems
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