Tuesday, October 23, 2012

Contemplate


A ball  of paper burns,
and with it my existence,
remembered by none
into remorseless ashes,...

So sudden, here comes a gust,
And with it, away the ashes,
 scatters, except me
a shadow, a reminiscence









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