The woods I crossed are growing lighter,
the sun dissolves the shadows’ shroud.
For every log I cast to fire
turned years of ash to whispers loud.

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The woods I crossed are growing lighter,
the sun dissolves the shadows’ shroud.
For every log I cast to fire
turned years of ash to whispers loud.

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