A Sonnet To A Sunrise

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Vanishing into a dark plume of smoke,
He knows it’s not as simple as it seems.
Watching the ashes slowly fall and coat,
Everything on this cold landscape of dreams.
Vanishing flames disappear and reveal,
All the things he should and has tried to learn,
But too much burnt and the ashes conceal;
It’s just easier to let it all burn.
The things he must hold onto slip away.
Hurts too much to hold, so he lets them fall.
Past pain, both good and bad, he gives to flames,
Wisdom, folly, love, hate, under ash, all.
He’ll forget all he was and what comprised.
This a first: a dead man watches sunrise.

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