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A collection of all my woes and ruminations in poetry form
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We were that starting spark of a matchstick,
and before we knew it, we were inferno.
Who would've thought that two embers
would burn like wildfire?
And who would've thought that same flame
would dwindle down to a mere flicker?
We're nothing but ashes now.
~ weuneigh
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