As Embers
Like leaves of lightWithering away with incoherent fires
Devouring paper thoughts, vision ungrounded
Disintegrates into a whisper of ghosts
Crying desolate, alone with these pictures of night.
Poetry by Chaucer Whethers
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Written on 2021-08-31 at 23:10
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