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Apr 2022
What had burned
turned to ash.
In the end,
even a violent blaze
turns to nothing.
Which flame lasts forever?

I give ashes
as proof of what once was.
Judge me, as you like,
but know the dust before you
was once with form;
warm and bright.
Leocardo Reis
Written by
Leocardo Reis  M/Canada
(M/Canada)   
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     Autumn and AS-
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