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All that I remember
From a dim and verdant spring -
Who fares to find the Phoenix ere it fly,
Turning to ashes and fire resurrected, -
once.mylifewas a fire
and as my last memory simmers -
These poems are my ashes,
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The tension mounts as runs are scored and wickets fail to fall,
The Ashes surely can't be thrown away. -
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There was always some phenomenon
Beyond the barbed wire;by Terry Collett 47 lines, on Apr 24 6:33 AM. In poem, babrbed wire, auschwitz, deaths, ashes, senses -
like ashes on your fingertip
don't rub them awayby namelessdweeb 8 lines, 4 comments, on Apr 4 11:58 PM. In ashes, flowers, memories, petals, flower petals -
Ashes fall like cigarets
And tears cut through me like -
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i am the ashes the shadow of a breath,
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