Flame
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1 min readSep 2, 2017
I felt the sun dance a chorus
Of shadows etched in moments
Of time, and thus
It all came undone.
I felt the leaves in the gust
Of wind that shook trees
To the roots — I must
Breathe in and go on.
The tragic notes being played
By an organ of the corporeal orchestra;
When will it fade?
The insanity of this feeling.