Vitrification

Shards of skies

Drag across

The lessons I've learned:

A blank slate

Desolate and bright.

A flash, a fall.

Moments survived

By a man born to die.

Hold them close

Like ashes caught in the wind.

If I rescind

At least we'll learn something one day.


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