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3/30/2010, age 15, school project
Fire, but a simple flame, kindles in the night.
Slowly, it consumes the trees like waves of the ocean.
It breaks the bonds that create them, that make them whole.
3/30/2010, age 15, school project
As a passion burns right through the soul,
Wood turns to embers that glow with the last,
Only to leave the broken compounds of its atoms behind.
I woke one day to a wonderful surprise,
I found all the humans and their creations to be gone.
I do not know what brought on their demise,
But I canter with pride, for we will live long.
This world is sublime
