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Sep 2017
Searching for silence.
The crackle of flame withering, dissipating the warmth,
Accentuating apprehension within a destressed mind.
How does one proceed knowing their existence is no more?
No one knows.
One may hope for rapture, devotion and calm,
But the last ember fades, and one knows not what to do.
Emily McClelland
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