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The Death Throes of Embers

Glowing embers,
In perpetual death-throes,
Blackened ashes,
Through the air blow,
Cold winter night,
In the month of November,
One year has passed,
But still I remember,
That every beginning,
Is really just an end,
And all you instigated,
It’s far too late to mend.

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