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Jul 2018
I haven't written in awhile                      
I haven't ryhmed,
for quite some time
as I sat there on the roof
fire works in all colors,

A flash of blue,
then a flash of yellow
next is red and green
all in different patterns
all in different shapes
all.... In different, emotions

And to watch this,
this colorful phenomena  
all the while knowing,
it's potential for destruction

All the while knowing,
... That things that have been burned. Are still beautiful...
Written by
starchild  16/Other/NightSky
     Khoisan, Eevee, PoetryJournal, Fawn and Dathan
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