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Jun 2017
Black, Empty Space.
White light; so short, so sudden.
We all return to:
Black, Empty Space.

Picture after picture,
Face after face,
Rest upon the mantle, in
Black, Empty Space.

Their white light,
Lives on
Above the fire,
Through the Black, Empty Space.

The white light dims,
After each generation,
Until resting in
Black, Blank Space.
A poem about our short lives on this earth.

Copyright 2017 © Sibastien
Written by
Sibastien Phillips  21/M/United Kingdom
(21/M/United Kingdom)   
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