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Sep 14
The sky was blazing
fingers point at
the distance of never
concrete crumble
rose petals puffs
a big heart
no more ashes only love
Phoenix's rise in a silvered sky
the Angels still sing
from the olive branches
our Doves they will never die.
Khoisan
Written by
Khoisan  M/South Africa
(M/South Africa)   
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