Rising In The Smoke

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The smoke from the ground
Fades away in the way,
It carried the last rites
The words he wanted to say,

Destiny; to the sky in-tense
In the ocean, between the clouds,
The life ends between the death
Between the death, a new one sprouts,
He is not alone,
For a lot wrapped inside, dust,
Rising up to race with the life
To see who loses himself first,

Capture it in mind,
The life isn't enough to gain
Growing & Going never stops,
Whether it be love or it be pain...

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