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The deadliest fires bring not only devastation. There comes a never ending trail of destruction of the mind. Once a beautiful forest. A forest once full of hope and beauty now gone. A lush and beautiful forest Replaced with never ending pain. It looked, it felt , it was now ash. Look once more, forward not back. Out of ash, the richest soils. Soils now so ready for life.
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Nov 26, 2017
Nov 26, 2017 at 12:03 PM UTC
Out of ash
The deadliest fires bring not only devastation. There comes a never ending trail of destruction of the mind. Once a beautiful forest. A forest once full of hope and beauty now gone. A lush and beautiful forest Replaced with never ending pain. It looked, it felt , it was now ash. Look once more, forward not back. Out of ash, the richest soils. Soils now so ready for life.
joe-nemec
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Nov 26, 2017
Nov 26, 2017 at 12:03 PM UTC
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