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Apr 4
We remain inside an empty hearth
as ashes from a fire long forgotten.
They blocked the chimney so no wind can get in,
we remain undisturbed and wondering,
if tomorrow could prove its worth.

Then maybe we would have died for something.
Written by
Tatiana  22/F/earth probably
(22/F/earth probably)   
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