Ashes Ashes Ashes Gentle breeze Soft, ashes Smoldering cold Blackened, ashes A thought Slow A memory Fade A hold Ashes Ashes Ashes The past, a mast The ship, a drip The drain, a remain The ashes The ashes Whispers, on a breeze Dust flies, in the eyes Black ashes, leave a mark Charcoal gray Some other day Ashes, past Ashes, rust Ashes, Black, Ashes
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