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			getting into a "pyro" mood...
 
 Denethor: My little shirtwaist fire by : Rasputina
 
 My Little Shirtwaist Fire
 Once it started
 The frail and fainthearted
 Just withered to the floor
 Oh, so sadly
 We examined hands burned badly
 By that which no man fears more.
 
 The terrible flames of
 All that remain of
 My Little Shirtwaist Fire...
 
 Or one kind word from
 One who loves them but
 What I have earned is mine-
 
 
 
 Yes, just wonderful?
 
 ~Rasputina Ka
 
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