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Charles Renfro.

The rain that should have come to us
has now gone flying by,
& all the night is still & full of dread.
Gorilla making signs is how i see myself
who's lost the thread.
I"ve lost the thread.

The things that we believe we're sent
into this place to write
are sometimes little worth, & sometimes more.
The landscape burns where rain could not be made to stay:
& fire's in store.
There's fire in store.
There's fire in store.