Poem

Beauty is in the moment
The promise of light in the darkness
A flare against the dying strands of sunset
Giving form to flesh
Reburned
Reborn in the echo chamber of causality

Baggage grown lighter
The past gives up its grip
Allowing new pains
New hopes amongst the wreckage

An unfinished poem
For an unfinished life

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