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By bp Date: 2003 Jun 21 Comment on this Work [[2003.06.21.20.54.13147]] |
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by fireside in this dark room the hour late and silent i watch the flames as they wane low their amber colors bear soft relent. having spent their moments past smouldering in surrender, when time before they danced with life and colors they did render. as did those flames i lived a life a life of color and game. i fed and danced on the fuel of others in a life of squandered aim. and also as those flames do now i smoulder weak and lifeless; and wonder, was my life in vain or was there truly happiness...... |