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    Lovers' arrows    
         
       

Silas' love finally burned
itself out.
It was early morning
by this stage, and the
fire had raged for
several hours.

Happy that nothing was
left of
His love,
Silas left the scene,
returning home, and
fell asleep, still smelling
slightly
of the petrol

15 January 1997, revised 10 April 1997


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