The wind once carried all my fire,
now whispers through an empty shell.
I reach for strength that won’t aspire,
while falling back in one more well.
Zu#60 | The Quiet Burn
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The wind once carried all my fire,
now whispers through an empty shell.
I reach for strength that won’t aspire,
while falling back in one more well.
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