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An Illfated Spark
In dreams we ignite
Dry forest meets lightning strike
Oh how we burn so bright
Swiftly with savage intent
The morning is the aftermath
Skies dark with floating ash
Dying embers freckle sooted path
So begins the arsonist’s lament
Dry forest meets lightning strike
Oh how we burn so bright
Swiftly with savage intent
The morning is the aftermath
Skies dark with floating ash
Dying embers freckle sooted path
So begins the arsonist’s lament
Published 14th Feb 2018
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Anonymous
15th Feb 2018 5:18pm
This feels like a deeply profound piece to me, Zach. It rather saturates the mind and sinks in to linger.
...Willow
...Willow
15th Feb 2018 7:43pm
