In Case of A Fire

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A spark.
A small fire.
A slow burn.
This burn has hurt.
This fire has helped.
This burn has healed.
This fire has killed.
The smoke blurs your vision.
Inhale.
Exhale.
No worries, your fate is not yet sealed,
You are just becoming one with the smoke, higher and higher, until you disperse into everything and nothing, space.

-hanna guzman (2021)

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