Maybe there is something left
Inside this piece of charcoal.
Maybe there is one more chance
To burn with another.
Or maybe this is just
The last dream,
Before you crumble and fade
__Into the black smoke.__
Nov 18, 2020
Nov 18, 2020 at 8:36 AM UTC
Maybe there is something left
Inside this piece of charcoal.
Maybe there is one more chance
To burn with another.
Or maybe this is just
The last dream,
Before you crumble and fade
__Into the black smoke.__
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