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Nov 2020
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.
Shane
Written by
Shane  M/SpaceTime/
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