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A raging fire dies away
While the icy rain wipes my tears away
Until my frozen feet gave way
Weak and jaded, so here I stay
Candles only flicker in the wind
And so do the feathers on a wing
Flowers only sway in a gust
Their petals shimmer and blush
And I am but a shadow
A forlorn silhouette, not a single glow
Disappears in the dark
Until another light sparks
© 2001 Joanne Bacani