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Nov 2015
Once hot, now only warm, energy slipping away
If only a breeze could come
To energize them, to rekindle their art
Deep amber is their color, see their beauty
They are few, but still powerful
Energy wanes as they wait patiently, dying
The remains of a raging fire ... abandoned.
Michael Loggins
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Michael Loggins  New York City, USA
(New York City, USA)   
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