Everything
is consumed
in this world
even you
by fire
your fire
come take mine
I could pretend
to be the true fire
though I don't
know what
that means
what I do know is
the sky saw every thing
we did
because
everything emerges
in the dawning dusk
when the colours
of the world
are swallowed whole
and the only faces
we have are the indentations
of our fingerprints
This is a recollection of something that happened once, but not really...
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