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The barn burners left cuff links in the ash. The funereal nimbus appeared. This was the ticket no one wanted, a nightmare &hellip; <a href=\"https:\/\/redtinnoodles.com\/?p=695\">Read more<\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"closed","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"_jetpack_memberships_contains_paid_content":false,"footnotes":""},"categories":[16],"tags":[3,4],"class_list":["post-695","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-poem-2","tag-poem","tag-poetry-2"],"jetpack_featured_media_url":"","jetpack_sharing_enabled":true,"jetpack-related-posts":[{"id":1023,"url":"https:\/\/redtinnoodles.com\/?p=1023","url_meta":{"origin":695,"position":0},"title":"Plant Life (1974)","author":"Rick Young","date":"December 15, 2017","format":false,"excerpt":"Press the petal to your hand with my heart. It needs you beyond the mere forest of our limbs. 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