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Jun 5
The flames of the fire are
gone,                                                           ­                                                             slowly the embers grow
faint,                                                          ­                                                                ashes waltz in orange taffeta,                                                 
                                                                ­                                              
  carried up into the darkness and fade
Written by
Sherri Woodman  63/F/pa
(63/F/pa)   
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