The Burning (Poem)

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Tattered paper floats from the sky

White and burning as an angel's feather

Silhouetted against the night

While in the dusty, ash-torn streets

The fire rages on.

And chapter by chapter

Page by page

Story after story is destroyed

Fly away, words

While you can.

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