A silent black,
On dew drops came.
The lasting ember,
Relit the flame.
Upon my head,
In rubble lie,
A vision of death
A hope to die,
Against all hope,
Against all will,
To close my eyes,
Lay calm and still.
But alas there was her.
The fog has lifted.
My thirst for life had somehow drifted.
Now,more,more am I.
A never ceasing love has come.
And rosey is the sky.
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