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  • Writer: upasana2007
    upasana2007
  • Nov 1, 2017
  • 1 min read

The fire roared

Consuming what was once tree

And the sap of life

drained from the wood

made the fire crackle.


Everything turned to ashes

But the warmth touched our bones

does that mean I’ve a bit

of that tree in me

now?


 
 
 

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