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How do I then transpire walking out after the fire after everything has burned along with everything I learned No longer needing to be rash leave these footprints in the ash a trail for me to now follow with all of this pride I swallow As I seek out what will last fusing future, present and past into a single moment to claim finally free of any lingering blame Climbing this final lonely hill in the hope to somehow spill words to capture all that I feel the rapture of all that I reveal Able to full immerse in ink balance how I feel and think I reflect upon that initial spark how it illuminated all the dark
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Mar 20, 2025
Mar 20, 2025 at 10:00 AM UTC
After the Fire
How do I then transpire walking out after the fire after everything has burned along with everything I learned No longer needing to be rash leave these footprints in the ash a trail for me to now follow with all of this pride I swallow As I seek out what will last fusing future, present and past into a single moment to claim finally free of any lingering blame Climbing this final lonely hill in the hope to somehow spill words to capture all that I feel the rapture of all that I reveal Able to full immerse in ink balance how I feel and think I reflect upon that initial spark how it illuminated all the dark
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Mar 20, 2025
Mar 20, 2025 at 10:00 AM UTC
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