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Moths


   We are but moths
fated to die
  drawn to life's flame
 Some do not rise
  dead before their time
Others burn early
   choosing the fast path
 the "dead legacy"
   all that's left behind
Still others wither
  dying slowly
like fading embers
  Death our one true
victory over time
Written by Carpe_Noctem
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